Even so, George did not give up. Eugene had three children, and being a stepmother was not an easy feat, so he wasn’t completely out of options.
And yet….
George slowly closed his eyes. He felt as if there was a large boulder crushing his chest, suffocating him. Why is he so lucky? Why are they so deeply. fated?
Upon seeing his ghastly pale face, Olivia felt at pang of pain in her heart and hurriedly tugged. on his sleeve. “I’m sorry, George. Please don’t act like this. I feel terrible.”
“Why haven’t you told me after all this time? We’ve called each other so many times, and you had enough opportunities to tell me the truth, but you never did.”
Olivia pouted, her face filled with hurt. “This is a good thing for me, so it’s naturally a bad thing. for you. I didn’t know how to tell you.”
George glared at the petite girl before him. “What about now? Didn’t I find out?”
Olivia sighed. “Then tell me, what can I do so that you won’t be angry? Should I go back to Criecia and stay far away from you? Or, you could also give me a punishment to let out your anger.”
George inhaled deeply and shot her a look.
“You’ll really do anything?” Olivia nodded. “Yeah, anything.”
“Stay here. I’m going to skip work for today.”
“Is that it?”
George sent her a sideways glance. “What? Too little for you?”
She immediately piled on a smile. “No, no, I’ll stay here. Don’t worry, go ahead and do whatever you have to. Just come back before it gets late.”
George peeled the coat off his body and tossed it to her in response, clearly not planning to work anymore.
Olivia was rendered speechless by his actions. However, seeing that he had already left, she couldn’t help pursing her lips and silently put the coat on. Just then, Tiger walked over with a cheeky smile and asked, “Are you on duty today, Olivia?”
“Yeah. Let me have a look at the medical records.”
Heeding her orders, Tiger handed her the records and said, “Olivia, I’ll be leaving to get to work. Without lifting her head, Olivia said dismissively, “Go on.”
After browsing the records for a moment, Olivia began to worry. George was not usually the type of person to act so willfully, and he was most definitely hurt. She couldn’t leave him all by himself. Hence, she picked up her phone and gave Eugene a call.
Half an hour later, Eugene found George at the restaurant that they frequented, drinking alone at a seat in the main hall. In front of him, there were multiple empty beer bottles scattered on the table. Letting out a helpless sigh inwardly, Eugene stepped forward. “So, Olivia was right.”
George, who seemed to be a little tipsy, raised his eyes at the sound. When he saw it was Eugene, his brows immediately furrowed, and he spat disdainfully, “Don’t come any closer. I don’t want to see you.”
Eugene was unfazed by his unfriendliness. After all, he had snatched the precious junior that George had protected for all these years from his hands. Ignoring him, he pulled a chair over and took a seat. “Olivia was worried about you, so she told me to check on you.”
George huffed. “Check on me? You just wanted to check if I passed out from anger, didn’t you?”
Eugene was suddenly struck with the urge to laugh at his words, but he held himself back. With a small cough, he said, ‘I know you just can’t accept reality all of a sudden. I’ll accompany you, whether you want to drink or have a fight.”
All of a sudden, George’s gaze turned sharp, and the smile tugging his lips upward carried a trace of mocking. “Think I’m afraid to hit you? Or do you think that I can’t win?”
Eugene raised a brow and said haughtily, “Probably both.”
As soon as the words escaped his mouth, he felt a gust of strong wind headed toward him. Caught off guard, he instinctively dodged, narrowly avoiding George’s fist by a hair’s breadth. Due to the sudden movement, he lost. his balance and nearly stumbled to the ground.
Eugene sent a confused look at George, who had already risen to his feet before him. “Have we started already?”
