Pursuing My Ex Wife in Full Blooming Spring novel (Naomi) novel Chapter 213

Olivia's expression fell. She looked at Connor intently as if trying to read his mind.

Connor looked at her, lowered his head, and snorted.

Olivia furrowed her brow, rather displeased.

Connor said with a chuckle, "Just joking!" He looked up at her smiling as if he did not see the changes in her expression.

Olivia was stunned for a while. Then, her brow stopped creasing. "You've changed, Connor."

"What?" He never expected that she would say such a thing. He looked at her curiously.

Olivia smiled. "You've become naughty. You'd never tease me like that in the past."

In the past…

Connor narrowed his eyes and slowly ruminated on that. Many memories came rushing back. He used to listen to every word she said in the past. He would never lie to her or tease her. He gave her all his heart. Nothing left for himself.

Connor smiled. He looked at the confident Olivia and said gently, "Well, like you said, it's in the past."

Olivia's heart skipped a beat. Then, she panicked a little. Guilt and other complex emotions soon followed. She looked away and pursed her lips.

She looked out of the window and said with a smile, "Have you all settled on the time and location?"

She looked at Connor once more, her gaze clear of emotions.

Connor looked at her, still smiling. "Not yet."

…

After breakfast, when Naomi and Scott met up with the rest of the group, the rain got heavier. The smell of rain mixed with the smell of the sea was something Naomi never experienced before.

Dylan was still with everyone that day. He promised everyone that he would be with everyone for the next few days. He would join them and work with them. Sure enough, he honored his promise.

With Dylan around, even if the weather was a damper, everyone was soon put in a good mood.

Soon, everyone got into a car and headed to a small town. The place they were going that day was a little far. It was a town south of Herland, a two-hour drive.

Did he not have a good sleep? Naomi observed Scott's face. She rarely looked at him like that. He always kept things to himself, so looking at him, oftentimes, was the same. Nothing changed.

At that moment, upon Dylan's mention, she looked at him seriously to see if he had slept well.

Naomi realized that he did look like he did not sleep well.

It was not because he looked tired. He looked calm, but she had a hunch about it. She felt as if he did not have a good sleep the night before.

Concerned, she furrowed her brow.

How could he have slept well on the couch? He must have had a bad sleep. He was so tall that his limbs dangled outside the couch. He had been on the couch for many nights, so his body must have ached.

Naomi felt that she had to get him to go back to his room again that night. He no longer had to keep watch over her.

She already felt much better and did not need him to stay with her.

"Naomi, did you get him to sleep on the floor last night?"