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Chapter 67: Gwenda, My Legs Hurt

Gwenda was indeed stuck in a traffic jam.

When she arrived at the airport, it was well past the stipulated time that they had agreed on meeting.

She hurried inside the airport, thinking that Olivier may have left long ago. But to her surprise, Olivier

was still waiting for her when she got to the arrival hall. Her heart trembled with trepidation.

After calming herself down, Gwenda went up to him.

"Sorry, I was caught in a traffic jam. Have you been waiting long?"

Hearing her gentle voice, Olivier looked up and saw her flushed face. His heart squeezed with

something as he pulled her into his embrace.

"Yeah. I've been waiting for so long that my legs are sore from standing."

"Boss knows how to fawn?"

Otto thought in disbelief as he grumbled silently to himself, "I'm definitely blinded by the sappiness

that's going on right now."

Gwenda pressed her lips together in embarrassment and pushed Olivier away. "Shall we go, then?"

"My legs are sore."

Olivier said as he leaned close to her.

As their breaths fanned against each other's faces, Gwenda's heart sped up. She composed herself

and tilted her head to look at him. "How about I find a wheelchair for you and I'll push you out that

way?"

Olivier was startled and he smiled resignedly. Sighing, he said, "Is it really that hard to get you to be

closer to me?"

Gwenda's ears were a little red. "This isn't close enough?"

"I want to get a bit more closer."

Gwenda froze. Her heart felt as if it had been seared by fire to the point that it has gone numb. She felt

so embarrassed that she was at a loss of what to do.

Olivier liked this sort of reaction from her, a smug grin appearing on his face. He let go of her for the

time being and said, "I brought you a present."

As he said that, he took out a gift box. "Open it. See if you like it or not."

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Gwenda said in a low voice.

"I want you to see it now!"

Gwenda was helpless against Olivier's annoying stubbornness.

"Open it."

Gwenda dawdled with opening the box, and when she did, a beautiful necklace appeared before her.

"Do you like it?" Olivier took out the necklace and personally put it on for Gwenda. "I specifically picked

it from the store. The clerk said that this is the latest model and girls like it."

His calloused fingers lightly brushed against her skin, warm to the touch and electrifying.

Gwenda's hands fisted into the hem of her shirt as her heart raced.

"Do you like it?"

Olivier asked once more as his breath gently washed over her skin, making it tingle with numbness.

Gwenda stiffened slightly and nodded. "Yes."

"So, wear it every day. Okay?"

He gazed at her with affection as he said so, his fingers toying with a lock of her hair.

"Okay... I mean, no!"

Gwenda was almost bewitched by him before she managed to change her mind.

Olivier raised an eyebrow. "You're not allowed to refuse, or I'll kiss you right now."

"...F-fine..." Gwenda forced herself to nod in agreement.

Satisfied, Olivier patted her head with one hand as he said lovingly, "Good."

"Let's go, then."

Gwenda urged. If she stayed any longer, she felt that she might suffocate.

"Right, we shall."

Olivier grasped her hand in his and pulled her out of the airport with him.

At the gate of the airport, there was a group of fans gathered around their idol as they asked for

pictures and autographs.

The door was swarmed by them.

Gwenda only gave them a cursory glance and did not pay much attention to the crowd.

Just as she was about to get into the car, she heard a scream from behind. "Help...!"

Gwenda was startled. "What happened?"

Otto glanced over at the commotion. "It seems that someone has been assaulted. Miss Evans, please

get in the car."

Hearing this, Olivier hurriedly shielded her. "Get in the car."

They got into the car, and Otto quickly ignited the car engine.

Gwenda could not help but look out the window.

Outside the airport, the crowd was in a tumult. Some of them were shouting and some were crying. The

security guards ran over to the scene.

Gwenda squinted in an attempt to get a better view when she saw a red figure in the crowd—