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Chapter 683
"No... It's alright.”
Olivia stopped Mrs. Simmons. However, she then passed out in her arms.
It was already dark when she woke up again. She looked around and saw someone sitting on the sofa, but she could not see their face because it was too dark.
Thinking it was Ken, she coughed softly and said, "Ken, help me get a glass of water.”
The man got up, poured her a glass of water, and handed it to her. Then, he sat back on the sofa.
Olivia drank the water and looked at him. "Why don't you turn on the light? Where is Mrs. Simmons?"
"Mrs. Simmons is making chicken soup for you.”
"Oh, please tell Mrs. Simmons, I’ll come to the dining hall after changing my clothes."
Then, she realized that the man's voice sounded strange, and she squinted, looking in the direction of the sofa.
The moonlight shone on half of the man's face. His jawline was clear, and his lips were pressed tight. Even his rolling Adam's apple was familiar.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Why are you here?"
Her tone changed the moment she recognized him.
John realized that, of course. He stood up and turned on the light. "Ken has injected you with the medicine, but he asked you to stay calm. Getting angry will hurt your body."
That seemed to remind her to be nicer to him.
However, of course, Olivia would ignore him. She glanced at him and sat up in bed.
"If you're not here to tell me about Sam, go back. I'm not in the mood to talk to you."
She was a little tired after that fight with Jennie.
"A woman like that doesn't deserve your protection.”
Olivia glared at him. "I warn you not to hurt her."
"Believe me. Ken would not like someone like her.”
Olivia said nothing. She knew Ken would not date Jennie. If he accepted her, it would probably be because he did not want to make things difficult for her.
It was not that Olivia was important.
Instead, Ken wanted to calm the situation down. After all, what they were going to do now could not tolerate any change.
When Olivia walked down the stairs, she slipped because she had been thinking of Jennie. John quickly reached out to help her. "Be careful.”
"Thank you.”
After sitting at the table, Mrs. Simmons served the chicken soup. When she saw John, her expression changed.
"Mr. Freeman, we are having chicken soup. I don't think it suits your noble taste."
However, John had no intention of leaving. He pulled out a chair and sat down. "I have found the boy."
Olivia was startled. She did not look at him, speaking directly to Mrs. Simmons "Mrs. Simmons, pour him a bowl of soup."
Mrs. Simmons was reluctant, but she nodded. "Okay."
"Liv, you are so cold to me now.”
"Should I be friendly to you?"
John was left speechless.
He did not know when he stopped being able to retort whatevr Olivia said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNo matter how much she ridiculed him, he could not bear to be angry with her despite his broken heart.
‘Til arrange for you to meet him after I help him out."
"Well, let me know when you are done. Leave after finishing your soup.”
"Okay.”
Mrs. Simmons slammed the bowl down when she placed the chicken soup before John. "Your soup!”
John and Olivia ate in silence; they could hear only the clanging sounds of the spoon and bowl.
Meanwhile, Jennie had left in a taxi after she stormed out of the villa.
She wanted to get herself drunk.
Why would the man she loved and her best friend do this to her?
She was unwilling to accept this.
Why could everyone enjoy love from others while she had to sacrifice hers?
Moreover, it was for a dead woman...
Suddenly, a woman in red sat down opposite her. "Drinking alone?" "It's none of your business."
"Ms. Sutherland, don't you remember me? I am Kate, Ken's sister.”