Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 177. A message from Vincent

Olive’s POV:

Why did I feel like Aaron was in front of me? Was this a hallucination from drinking too much? I blinked hard, but the grip on my hand didn’t lessen even a bit.

Aaron clutched my hand tightly while his falcon-like gaze bore into my soul. I pursed my lips. Right now, the fire in Aaron’s eyes was stronger than the whiskey I was drinking.

I sat there as words fell from his lips, but the music was so loud that I couldn’t understand a word.

The next second, he gripped my hand even tighter. Aaron slowly crouched down as his stunning blue eyes shimmered with hope. This time, I could hear him clearly. “Olive, you can’t do this.”

I was so out of it that for a moment, I didn’t know what he was talking about.

Then, he pushed the ring back onto my finger before bringing my hand up for a gentle kiss.

The look in his pious eyes made my heart feel like it was burning. I suddenly had trouble remembering what Aaron was like when I first met him, but from what I could remember, he had never been as humble as he was now.

Yes, humble! I thought I’d never see the day that I called Aaron ‘humble.’

Aaron was supposed to be the most prideful person under the sun. It made no sense for him to look like this, but right now, Aaron seemed like a puppy with its tail between its legs, terrified of abandonment.

my heart. I couldn’t help

and dryly

was half-crouched in front of me, and he looked a bit uncomfortable. Maybe it was the

little puppy right

be angry. But instead, he rubbed his head against my palm

his eyes slightly and looked at me pitifully. I tugged at Aaron’s hand

abandon me?” He held my hand tightly, and even though his lips were curled in

baffled. How could he think that I wanted to abandon him? How

upwards, and scooted him to the side so that he could sit next to me. I looked him right in the eyes and spoke my next words right from the heart. “I can’t imagine my life without

His grip on my hand was so tight that his knuckles were slightly

think for a moment about

that the mere thought

his head deep in the crook of my neck. I could feel his trembling breath

skin.

fingers splayed pressed my back

a man who had

wrapped his arms around me and held me closer. I was almost suffocated by him, and

deep breath and asked, “What did you think I would

back over to the pink diamond on my finger. “Olive, promise me that

the shining smile on his face made