Chapter 289
She had liked John’s voice before. It was deep and magnetic, but now she was frightened.
“John, what are you doing? Get up.”
However, John did not get up but hugged her. “Olivia, let me hold you for a minute.”
The sudden gentleness made Olivia uncomfortable. Smelling faint alcohol, she hurriedly pushed him away. “Are you drunk?”
“Hsss.” John frowned as he covered his chest.
Olivia immediately remembered John’s injury and reached over to check it out. “Did I touch your wound? It’s not bleeding, is it?”
John suddenly held her hand. “Let’s talk, okay?”
There was a touch of pleading in his voice, which made Olivia even more
uncomfortable as she scrambled to withdraw her hand.
“What do you want to talk about? We have nothing to talk about.”
His indifference, how he hurt her, and bits and pieces of the past were on her mind.
She could not forget them.
“I didn’t mean for you to die.”
Olivia shuddered, took a step back, and shook her head as she said, “What’s the difference between wanting me to give my life to Dorothy and wanting me to die?”
“Dorothy can’t die.”
A chill came over her as she could not help sneering when she heard that.
‘How cheap am I?’
John spoke gently to her, and she was moved, thinking he would repent. However, his original intention was only to plead for Dorothy.
No wonder he was so gentle today.
“John.” She looked up at him, her eyes full of disappointment. “Dorothy killed my parents and hid their remains. Do you think I can let her live?”
Their eyes met, and John was startled. His eyes were dim.
When he was silent, Olivia laughed mockingly and said, “See, John, you are always
on Dorothy’s side. Whatever she did, you believe and forgive her.”
He had asked himself what was not good enough about him to make her want to have an affair, but he had no answer.
“Leave.”
“I’ll look into it. I’ll look into everything. Give me a chance.”
Olivia froze.
‘A chance?
‘Had he ever given her a chance?’
She grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, yelling, “It’s too late! It’s too late for you to say anything now. It’s unnecessary!”
She then pushed John out and locked the door.
It was too late for Johnny to say anything.
Maybe she was dying when he found out the truth. It would be pointless.
Rather than the truth, she wanted him to feel guilty for the rest of his life and make him feel like h*ll.
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