Addicted To Your Sweet Talk

Olivia was monitored.

She would be followed no matter what she did.

She knew that her mother-in-law was afraid that she would take the child away with her.

Because she kept denying the existence of this child.

She was in panic.

She knew very well that she could not have this child.

No matter what she said, she would have no say.

However, no matter how scared she was, Everett still came back.

The next morning, Everett arrived at the ward.

He was dressed in a suit with a coat on his wrist.

He was handsome and had an imposing aura.

He just showed up in front of her.

Olivia looked at him and felt as if it had been ages.

The guards left and closed the door.

Everett took a stool and sat down in front of the bed.

legs were crossed, and the

up subconsciously and reached out to hang the coat in his

had been a well-ingrained habit

in the air, because Everett had put his overcoat at the end of

looked at her belly,

quiet conversation as

her fingers and withdrew

head, "No, the test result was

time, she also insisted that she was

face for

Abort it...Olivia's eyes widened.

stared at Everett

child, how could he ask her to

shook her head, "I...I'm

nails turning up and her knuckles turning

was heavy and her

took a deep breath

and

"Everett, I'm not pregnant."

"Believe me.’’ 

looked at her for a

for

back made people feel that they would be safe with him by their side and that he was so reliable, but he said

the blink of an eye and her

surname will be Hadley in the future, not Weston.He will have nothing to do