Fit For Your Love

Preston and Dean quickly reached the first floor, outside the elevator that Olivia and Everett took.

Preston pressed the door button immediately.

But the door didn't respond at all, and the number on the floor button stayed at two.

Apparently, there was something wrong with the elevator.

Dean said, "Olivia, don't worry. Everett will be fine."

Until now, Dean thought Preston was worried about Everett.

But that wasn't true. Preston was worried about Olivia.

He worried about her a lot.

"What happened? Why can't the elevator open?"

Preston looked at the elevator and was more impatient than ever.

Dean said, "There may be something wrong with the elevator. Don't worry. The person who repairs the elevator will be here soon." Something wrong with the elevator?

Did something happen to her?

Preston didn't want to believe it, but the fact was there.

"Ask him to get here as soon as possible."

He didn't worry about Everett. But Olivia's safety bothered him.

In the elevator.

Everett sat on the floor, leaning against the wall of the elevator, his body straight.

However, although his body was straight, his head was lowered and he looked at the person in his arms.

Olivia still didn't wake up, and she was still in a coma.

Although she fainted, she was conscious. She was afraid of the cold.

Especially in the elevator without air conditioning, she felt even colder and snuggled into his arms.

She unconsciously reached her hands into his arms, and her soft body pressed against Everett.

It was as if she wanted to be held in his arms tightly.

Everett did not move. He looked at Olivia, saw her head rubbing against his chest. She had found a comfortable position, and he could feel her soft body, and smell the faint fragrance of her. His empty heart was filled up little by little.

But soon, his body stiffened.

"Brayden..."

A soft voice came from Olivia and fell clearly into Everett's ears. Everett's hands, which was clasping Olivia's waist, tightened in an instant.

Olivia would never think of sleeping with Everett again, so in her dream, the person she could rely on could not be Everett.

Only Brayden.

In such a cold environment and under the drowsy consciousness, she would only think of Brayden.

"Brayden... Cold..."

Olivia snuggled into his arms, her hands tucked into his suit and she hugged his slim waist.

Everett's heart sunk.

Because of Olivia's simple words, his heart became empty again.

Even though his heart was empty, the hands that held Olivia tightened inch by inch. Even if she wanted to escape, he would grab her so that she would never escape again. Olivia felt the pain.

The pain made her unable to bear it, and she regained her consciousness gradually.

Olivia woke up.

She opened her eyes and looked at the darkness, feeling confused.

"Brayden..."

Olivia called out subconsciously, reached out her hand to the side.

She thought she was sleeping, and now it was night.

Olivia soon caught Everett. When she caught Everett, she thought it was Brayden.

It also made her more certain that she was sleeping.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

But she didn't say anything. She was afraid of waking Brayden up.

However, Olivia soon felt that something was wrong.

The bed was soft, but the place where she lay was not soft, but hard.

Not only that, she saw a shadow in the dark space...

Oliviag was shocked. The next moment, she pushed Everett.

But she did not succeed and she was still tightly held by him. She felt the pain more clearly.

Olivia's heart raced and she panicked.

She was extremely flustered.

Everett was kissing her before she fainted, he didn't give her the chance to breathe, and she fainted.

And then?

Then what did she do to him?

"Everett, let go."

Olivia forced herself to calm down, but her voice was trembling.

"Let go?"

Finally, the person who had remained silent finally said something.

The cold voice was even colder than the temperature there.

Olivia's heart trembled and her body trembled even more.

Before she could say anything, Everett said, "Do you know what you just did?"

Olivia froze.

Everett lifted her chin. In the dark, he looked at her. "You hugged me and called my name."

The taut string in Olivia's head snapped.

She shook her head. "No!"

"I didn't call your name! I didn't hug you!"

How could she hug him? Call his name?

This was absolutely impossible.

"Everett, you..."

"What are you holding now?"

Everett lowered his head and pressed his lips against her ear, word for word.

Olivia froze again.

Her hands... Her hands...

Her knuckles moved. Then Olivia felt the warmth. Obviously, she now had body contact with Everett.

Olivia immediately withdrew her hands.

But as soon as she retracted her hands, Everett grabbed her and pressed her against his chest. "Trying to cover up your crime?"

"I didn't!"

"Everett, don't talk nonsense! I was pushing you. I didn't want to hug you. I..."

"Looks like you want me to show you the video."

Olivia's eyes widened in an instant.

Video...

He had a video...

That was impossible.

That couldn't be true!

"Everett, I didn't hug you. I didn't call your name. Do you think I'm so foolish? I have no Stockholm syndrome and I wouldn't love you."

"I'm telling you. It's impossible. I'll never love you again in my life, Everett. Even if all men die, I wouldn't like you!"

Olivia roared, venting all her hatred and anger over the years.

After she finished yelling, the elevator became quiet.

Everything seemed to have returned to its previous silence.

But...

"You hate me."

In contrast to her anger, Everett was like an emperor. He looked at his prey and knew accurately all her emotions at this moment.

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When she heard Everett's words, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She hated him?

Did she hate him?

Yes, she did.

It was clearly something between him and Melody. Why did he involve her?

Why would he want to deprive her of her child when she was so obedient to divorce him without causing him any trouble?

She didn't ask him to recognize the child in her womb and she didn't ask him to raise the baby. This child had nothing to do with him, Everett.

But why didn't he make her lose this child?

He even watched her child die.

"Everett, I hate you dearly.

"I have no reason not to hate you." She thought.

Olivia's eyes were burning.

Fortunately, in the dark, no one could see what was in her eyes. She looked at Everett calmly.

"Everett, let me ask you a question."

Olivia was silent. There was no anger or hatred in her voice.

Everett looked at Olivia. "Mmm."

"If the person who was surrounded that night two years ago was not me, but Melody. She was pregnant with your child, and the baby was beaten to death." "There's nothing you can do. You watched your own flesh and blood die gradually and leaving you."

"Everett, won't you be furious?"