In Dylan’s sleek black Land Rover, Olivia sat in the passenger seat, tears flowing freely.

She had already gone through at Least twenty tissues.

Dylan rested his hand on the steering wheel, glancing at her.

“Still hung up on him? How many years has it been?”

Though the guy was decent-looking, he was past his prime.

Plus, with maturity, he seemed more like an elite trying too hard and flaunting his success.

Olivia could find dozens of guys like him.

Dylan asked, a tinge of jealousy in his voice, “What does he have that I don’t?”

Olivia’s nose was red from crying.

She struggled to compose herself and eventually managed to stop the tears.

Her red lips curled slightly as she murmured, “He’s more devoted than you.

Dylan grew more discontented.

he’s devoted now, but only to the woman

that woman used to

still keeps her

Disgusting, isn’t it?”

Olivia fell silent.

struck a chord because, even without Sharon’s influence,

were

that was

composure, Olivia declined Dylan’s offer

the car and stated, “I need to bring

you can

feel comfortable with leaving her

a cigarette, Lighting

I’ll take you wherever you

Olivia

we… we’re not

might have ended up with

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