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.

I couldn’t help but hold

and dryly

me, and he looked a bit uncomfortable. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but I raised

little puppy

be angry. But instead,

looked at me pitifully. I tugged at Aaron’s hand and once again said, “Hurry up and

held my hand tightly, and even though his lips were curled

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

me. I looked him right in the

the shine in Aaron’s eyes returned. His grip on my

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

never thought that one day, I’d love a man so much that the mere thought

he pulled me into his arms and buried his head deep in

skin.

pressed my back

burst into a m*ffled laugh. It was the laugh of a man who had just been let free after a

I was almost suffocated by him, and

I took a deep breath and asked, “What did you

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

his eyes had completely disappeared, and the shining smile on his face made me feel