Chapter 122
John froze, and he looked into Olivia’s eyes coldly.
“Yes. Wasn’t that the condition for bailing you out of prison?”
It felt like John was saying, ‘Didn’t you know that, fool?”
Olivia was heartbroken again. Her legs trembled slightly, but she still clenched her teeth and smiled. She dug her nails into her flesh, trying to hold back her tears.
“Well, it’s what we agreed on. You can leave now.”
Olivia turned around, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
She thought she had learned to be strong and cold since that night. However, her broken body and heart were still foolishly and tragically in love with this heartless
man.
The door slammed, and she fell to the ground.
She just wanted to have a good meal with this man. However, whenever she was with him, everything from her past flashed across her mind, and it was hard for her not to feel disgusted.
It was worse when she thought about John in the same bed as Dorothy.
Perhaps triggered by her mood swings, the pain in her chest assailed her. The rusty taste of blood gushed out of her throat, making her feel nauseous.
She quickly got up and threw up in the sink. Then, she washed the blood stains off the surface and took a painkiller and the pill Zac gave her.
Olivia stared at the bottle of medicine. “What would I do if I recovered from my illness?’
Suddenly, a voice from above her said, “What are you taking?”
She quickly hid the bottle and brushed John off. “Calcium tablets.”
“Calcium tablets? Show me.”
Olivia opened her hand and said, “You don’t know anything about medicine. What’s the point of looking at it? Go to your Dorothy.”
‘Is she trying to get rid of me?
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