Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 633

Josefina couldn't shake the feeling that Oliver was nothing more than a big troublemaker.

Setting a glass of water beside him, she shot him a look loaded with silent frustration. "Drink it if you want, Oliver. If not, stay thirsty."

Oliver lay sprawled out on the couch, his face ghostly pale, looking utterly miserable and abandoned.

Meeting Josefina’s gaze with wounded eyes, his voice was thick with helplessness. "Josie, I'm really thirsty. A drink would be nice."

Seeing the state he was in, Josefina glanced at the water, then back at him, and finally gave in.

Just as Oliver eagerly awaited her helping hand, she stood up and walked away, returning a moment later with a clean syringe.

"I'm going to use this to give you water. It'll come out slowly, so you won't choke."

Oliver was left speechless.

In the end, Josefina managed to hydrate him with the syringe. All that effort had left her exhausted.

"Rest up, Oliver. I'm going to take a shower," she said, grabbing her pajamas and heading off.

Left alone, Oliver pulled out his phone to check his messages. He saw one from Asher that read, "Mr. Oliver, it's done."

A sly smile crept across Oliver's face, his eyes glinting with cold intensity. He had barely gotten home when he was ambushed. Three guys jumped him, and he couldn’t dodge in time—he got shot.

Lying in Josefina’s room, Oliver couldn’t help but admire how capable his Josie was.

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After her shower, Josefina found Oliver sound asleep on the couch. She gently covered him with a thin blanket and then lay down to sleep herself.

Turning off the lights and leaving only a bedside lamp on, she grabbed her phone to send a message.

"Find out who hurt Oliver today."

Luke, the ever-teasing friend, replied, "You really care about Oliver, huh?"

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