Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 503: Earthquake 

Olivia‘s POV 

Edward returned home, looking sullen "Edward, what happened? Did someone make you angry?" I asked tentatively as I approached him.

Through gritted teeth, he said, "What‘s so good about Charles? Why can‘t Caroline forget that guy?"

He was breathing heavily and he was pressing his hands against his chest.

Thus, I hurriedly comforted him.

"Implore you to stop trying to prevent Caroline from being with Charles.It worries me that he‘ll take revenge against you."

"Bah! If he dares to do that, I will kill him!" Edward‘s face turned grim.

The hatred in his eyes was frightening, ‘You won‘t live for long, old man!‘ I thought.

Despite my hatred for him, I pretended as though I truly worried about him.I poured some hallucinogenic into a glass of vodka in secret and handed the glass to Edward.

"You look exhausted, Edward.Here, have a glass of vodka," I said.

Edward took the glass from me and drank the vodka down.

Then, I helped him lie down on his bed.

His anger had all but dissipated now.

At the same time, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his face turned livid.

‘Great! My plan is progressing"

After making sure that Edward fell asleep, I left the bedroom quietly.

That evening, I went to his study in search of useful information.

To my surprise, I found a flash drive in the middle of a stack of books.I took my laptop with me downstairs and got in the car.I was shocked by what I heard in the recording that the flash drive contained.

It turned out that there was a far worse reason for the death of Simon‘s father! However, I couldn‘t let Simon know about it yet.

After pondering on the matter, I decided to redo the recording.

Caroline‘s POV: 

Dad invited many friends to his birthday party.

As one of my presents for him, I personally baked a big cake for him.

Once we had finished eating dinner, I took out the gift I bought for him and gave it to him.

"Dad, this is my birthday gift for you!"

Suddenly, Olivia took the bag and opened it.

"Huh? Why are there two shirts inside this?"

She took out the shirts from the shopping bag.

Aside from the black shirt that I bought for my father, there was another one in white.

‘Oh, no! I forgot to take out the shirt that I bought for Charles!”

 "Why did you

looked at me with a smile "Hal

rol your size, and the style is

Olivia remarked loudly.

hand, and stashed it into the empty shopping bag Determined not to let the topic go, Olivia asked, "Caroline, did

father‘s face

not to say it Just then, my phone rang I took

hand and walked to the balcony. I didn‘t answer the phone until it

"Hey." I greeted.

want to see you," Charles said over the

back at the living room, feeling

"Now?"

your house! Come on out,"

was surprised by what

"You‘re at my house?"

had thought, there was a black sports

it would‘ve been

 "What are you doing here?" I

come out, will

come out, or I‘m going

know that today is your dad‘s birthday.Since

and meet

didn‘t want to piss off

went back to the living room and picked

approached me and asked, "Are you leaving? I haven‘t

just go out for some

my throat and said,

dad in the eye, so I just opened the door and left

the seat, and he was half

arms was covering

was very little

I felt that there was something bothering Charles, I started to wonder what had happened

over and

a while as if he didn‘t hear me, Keeping my composure, I knocked on the window again until finally, Charles put his hand

stared at each

he stared at me

back, Charles finally opened the door and got out

the car, Charles squinted at me

just

looked at me

his face like a thin layer of

tonight.I couldn‘t figure out

Charles

I looked into his eyes, I

the question, I handed him the

is for you," I told

took my gift

are you giving me

I was shopping the other day, I saw this shirt.I figured it would look great on you, so I decided to

at me as if he wanted to

he pulled

free, but he clasped the back of my

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