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Chapter 1294 Why Didn’t You Fight Back

Alex was both amused and annoyed. "How am I ugly? I look much better than the way you

look right now. Do you know what you look like? You look just like my family's dog,

Buster!"

"You can't even hold a candle to Buster." Eugene shot him a haughty glare while

stubbornly taking Olivia's hand. "Let's go home. It's sleepy time."

Looking as if he had seen a ghost, Alex darted a look at Olivia with a playful smile on his

lips. "Does he always talk to you like that?"

A cold sweat of embarrassment broke out on Olivia's face. "What do you think?"

Alex couldn't help but laugh, commenting, "Just how much did he drink to actually say

something so frightening?"

Olivia also wished to know the answer. At this moment, however, she had no choice but to

go along with the man. I've got to get him back in his room quickly lest he makes a fool of

himself.

After much effort, the three of them finally got Eugene upstairs to the door to his room.

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However, he refused to go in no matter what. "This isn't my room," he said before leading

Olivia by the hand toward her room.

Alex and Jewel exchanged a brief glance before standing at the door with helpless

expressions on their faces.

Olivia had known long ago that Eugene would certainly come to her room. I'm always

unable to get him out of my room. Now that he's drunk, it's even more out of the question.

At this moment, after laying him down on the bed, she heaved a sigh of relief. "Can you

help me take a look at George? It's not good to bother my master at such a late hour,

anyway."

"Okay," replied Jewel. "Can you manage on your own, then?"

Olivia said, "Yeah, it's okay. You two may go back now."

Jewel put the first aid kit on the table, saying, "We're going out, then."

Olivia saw them off until the door was closed. She looked back and saw Eugene, who was

sitting obediently on the bed. At this moment, he didn't look the slightest bit as difficult as

he had been just now. "Can I put medicine on you?" she asked.

Eugene replied, "I'm not hurt. Come over here, sweetheart."

Olivia went over to him, warning, "Don't make a scene, or I'll kick you out of here."

He responded with a grunt while hugging her around the waist. "Sorry, sweetheart."

She frowned. "Sorry for what?"

Eugene looked up at her. "Sorry that I lost you. I made you owe such a big favor and

caused you and our kids to suffer so much."

Olivia couldn't help but smile. She stroked his hair with her hand, saying, "Just treat me

better if you know how life has been difficult for me."

He replied, "Mm-hmm. I want a kiss."

She got worried. How typical of him to push his luck. He'd ask for hugs and kisses, which

would end with him asking to sleep with me, and there'd be no end to it. How can I fool

around with him now that I'm pregnant? Hence, she replied in a tone that brooked no

refusal, "No!"

Eugene stared at her with puppy-dog eyes. "Just one kiss."

Olivia replied with a snort, "How can I not know what you're up to? I'm pregnant, so we

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have to restrain ourselves. Do you understand?"

Eugene frowned in suspicion before nodding at last. "Okay. Just a hug will do, then."

Listening to the man's hurt tone of voice, Olivia found herself unable to refuse him and

asked in a soft voice, "Do you want to sleep, or do you want me to put medicine on you?"

Eugene shook his head. "You don't have to put medicine on me. You'll be tired out doing

that."

She broke into a smile. "Applying medicine isn't tiring at all."

He spoke about whatever came to mind. Suddenly, he looked up and said as if asking for a

reward, "Sweetheart, I didn't fight back much today."

Olivia frowned slightly. "Why didn't you fight back, then?"

Eugene seemed somewhat tired. He rested his head in her arms, and his voice sounded

weak. "As long as he took it out on me, he won't put you in a tight spot anymore."

She felt a sharp twinge in her nose. Cupping his face in both hands, she chided, "You idiot!

Doesn't this hurt?" She touched the bruise at the corner of his mouth with her finger.

Eugene dodged out of reflex. "It hurts. Sweetheart, I want to hold you while we sleep."

That left Olivia lost for words.

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