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

and dryly reply, “Get

tall figure was half-crouched in front of me, and he looked a bit uncomfortable. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but I raised my hand to pat his hand and blurted out,

little puppy right

be angry. But instead, he rubbed

looked at me pitifully. I tugged at

are you going to abandon me?” He held my hand tightly, and even though his lips were curled in a

I wanted to abandon him?

over, pulled him upwards, and scooted him to the side so that he could sit next to me. I looked him right in the eyes and spoke

grip on my hand was so tight that his

question. While in the bar, I did think for a moment about breaking up with Aaron. But the mere thought of that made my heart

that one day, I’d love a man so much that the mere thought of him belonging to another

me into his arms and buried his head deep in the crook of

skin.

fingers splayed pressed my back and his voice steadied. “Olive,

he suddenly burst into a m*ffled laugh. It was the laugh of a man who had just

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

a deep breath and asked, “What did you

to the pink diamond on my finger. “Olive, promise me that you will never take off

shining smile on his face made me feel the same way as