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.

only to

woman used to trash

still keeps her

Disgusting, isn’t it?”

Olivia fell silent.

without Sharon’s influence, she and Raphael were no Longer

seemed they were destined to

that was a

declined Dylan’s offer

she stepped out of the car and stated,

can

feel comfortable with leaving her

a cigarette, Lighting it as

the car! I’ll take

reality, Olivia knew

“Dylan, we… we’re

Raphael, she might have ended up

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