PopularNovelChapter 3883
Having been friends for years and sharing countless memories, like the times he'd carried her down the
mountain, they had never before felt this kind of spark between them, leaving them both momentarily
bewildered.
It was a good feeling, but it cso suddenly that Olivia wasn’t accustomed to it.
Dylan was thoughtful towards Olivia.
Having grown up abroad, perhaps he was more open-minded when it cto relationships.
However, she was different; her essence hadn't been shaken by Raphael just yet.
Dylan decided to be patient and do this right.
He hesitantly touched her feet again and then let go.
Lifting her gently to the bed, he tucked her in with a blanket.
Looking into her eyes, he offered, “Should | get you a bathrobe to change into? You might sleep more
comfortably in it.
Olivia wasn’t used to such attention.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, playing the seductress.
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“This is good enough.
“Stubborn girl.
” Dylan chuckled.
He stood, fetched her a glass of warm water, and watched as she drank it all.
Then he took her room key card to move her luggage over from her previous room.
Olivia, delicate yet hardworking, had her clothes and even underwear neatly folded inside.
She obviously favored light colors.
Suddenly, Dylan's handsface flushed red.
In truth, he felt a strong attraction to her.
It was stronger than he had expected, and certainly more than Olivia realized.
He finished packing and carried her luggage to leave the room.
When Dylan stepped into the elevator, he didn’t expect to encounter Raphael there.
Both men were tall and strong, which made the elevator feel particularly cramped.
They both Looked up silently at the red numbers flickering above, one appearing relaxed while the other was
clearly on edge.
Raphael noticed the suitcase.
It was Olivia's.
They were moving in together already.
That was quick.
Raphael mused to himself, a trace of irony in his thoughts.
With a ding, the elevator cto a halt at the 22nd floor.
Dylan exited, dragging the luggage behind him.
From behind, Raphael's icy voice cut through.
“You think you can take my place?”
Dylan paused and turned slowly to face Raphael.
Normally, Raphael would appear energetic and lively, but today, his expression was dark, his demeanor stormy.
With a slight smile, Dylan responded, “Mr.
Jones, | believe relationships aren’t about replacement but about presence.
Yes, Olivia cared for you, but I've been the one there for her through everything.
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And Mr.
Jones, haven't you done the same? Olivia may hold a place in your heart, but isn’t it Sharon, your assistant, who
has always been by your side? Between you and Olivia, there's no room for blame, nor is anyone entirely
innocent.
You're upset because she chose me.
But think about it, how many opportunities did you let slip by? How long has she been available? How did you
treat her? | think you were with her last night, but you made her cry and hurt her.
And please, you really think that your being with her will tickoff? | did have many girlfriends before, but |
promise, from now on, I'll stay away from any woman who makes Olivia uncomfortable.
When I'm with her, | don’t ask for anything.
| just want to see her happy and smiling.
Mr.
Jones, having Olivia should be a blessing, but you lost her.
You're now strong and capable, yet you choose to hurt her over and over.
Dylan ended with a light smile and walked away.
The sound of Dylan’s leather shoes echoed down the hallway like a victor’s anthem, highlighting Raphael's
miserable state.
When Dylan cback, Olivia had already fallen asleep.
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