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.

devoted now, but only to

that woman used to trash

still keeps her

Disgusting, isn’t it?”

Olivia fell silent.

without Sharon’s influence, she and

seemed they were destined to remain

was a

her composure, Olivia declined

stepped out of the car and

you can head home

comfortable

a cigarette, Lighting it

I’ll take you wherever you need

reality, Olivia knew

she confessed, “Dylan, we… we’re

she might have ended up with

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