Fit For Your Love

Preston immediately looked in.

His whole body tensed up.

Even he himself didn't know why he was so nervous.

Olivia was standing in front of the elevator, and she could get out as soon as the door opened.

At this moment, she desperately wanted to go out.

Even for a few seconds, she was worried.

As the elevator door opened and the light came in, Olivia's heart tightened and her heart beat faster.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

She didn't know how long she had been in the elevator. All she knew was that she had to stay away from Everett and the darkness.

When the elevator door opened completely, Preston looked in and Olivia looked out.

Both of them looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Preston, "Olivia."

Preston stepped forward and subconsciously raised his hand. But soon, he dropped it.

He wanted to hug Olivia.

But he couldn't do that.

Olivia came out with a smile. "Hi, Mr. Smith!"

Olivia smiled. Only she knew what the light she saw meant.

Preston looked into Olivia's eyes and said, "Let's find a place to talk."

She had many emotions, but they were all suppressed by her.

"Okay."

The two left.

As she left, Preston thought of something and looked at the person in the elevator.

Everett stood in the elevator. He looked at Olivia without moving his dark eyes.

Preston couldn't see through Everett, and he didn't know what Everett was thinking. He felt that Everett was indescribable.

Everett seemed to be calm.

And he seemed to act normal.

He knew that something must have happened to Everett and Olivia in the elevator.

But he didn't know exactly what happened.

Preston and Olivia left. Dean looked at them with a smile on his face.

"Obviously, she's your girlfriend. I think..."

"No."

The sudden voice fell into Dean's ear, who was stunned.

Then he looked at the person in the elevator.

Everett walked out emotionlessly.

That was his usual state.

Looking closely, one would find that there was some difference.

The eyes were no longer cold.

Especially he was looking at Olivia.

"You... Know?"

When Dean heard Everett's words, he was stunned and reacted.

Everett looked at the figure that had disappeared at the entrance of the corridor, and the knuckles of his fingers, which were holding his coat, suddenly bulged. He said, "She's my wife."

Preston took Olivia to the lounge.

But Olivia wanted to go to the bathroom.

She wanted to tidy herself up.

Whether it was the mood, or her appearance now.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

"OK."

Olivia did not refuse. She didn't know how to refuse either.

She didn't want to get lost again. She didn't want to meet such a terrible thing again.

Preston took Olivia to the bathroom and waited outside.

Standing outside, Preston felt a little restless.

He reached into his bag, took out his cigarette lighter, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

Olivia stood in front of the washroom. Instead of looking at herself in the mirror, she turned on the tap and threw a handful of water on her face.

Until her heart rate returned to normal.

But her heart was beating again, but her mood could not be restored.

The calmness after the fear made her spirit collapse.

Olivia squatted on the ground, covered her face and buried herself in her knees.

Everett said that she hated him.

Yes, she hated him.

A lot.

Since he knew that she hated him, why was he in her sight?

He even made her hate him even more.

"Everett, why are you doing this?"

Preston didn't know how long he had been waiting outside. All he knew was that Olivia was in his line of sight as the smoke filled his face. Preston was stunned for a few seconds, but he quickly put out his cigarette and walked over.

"Are you okay?"

Without the presence of any white smoke, Preston could clearly see Olivia's face.

She was pale and her eyes were red.

She cried.

Olivia shook her head and smiled. "Mr. Smith, I'm fine."

Her nose was red and her eyes were red. She smiled and said she was fine. Preston's heart choked.

He wanted to say, "Olivia, don't laugh when you don't want to."

But he couldn't say it.

With these red eyes, Preston's usually sober mind was in a mess at this moment.

Olivia had adjusted her mood.

She would recover in the shortest time possible.

"Mr. Smith, let's find a place to talk."

There must be something he'd like to say after the waiting. Olivia didn't forget.

Preston's eyes twitched and she came back to her senses. "Well, let's go."

The two people went to the reception room. Preston and Olivia talked about work and left the winery when they finished.

It was as if nothing had happened.