Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

The more Olivia thought, the angrier she became. She directly gulped down all the liquor. Then she blacked out.

The box was filled with a strong alcohol smell. A figure gently pushed the door of her box open. Seeing that Olivia was sitting on the floor after getting hammered, he shook his head.

He walked up to lift Olivia and put her on the bed. Then he picked up the empty liquor bottles around the bed, afraid that she would trip over after getting up.

After tidying up the room, the man stood in front of Olivia. Looking at how suffered she looked, he felt sorry for her.

“Eww--”

Olivia suddenly felt that her stomach was turning. Instantly, she lay prone on the edge of the bed, retching.

The man rushed to the bathroom to get a basin. He put it under the bed and patted her on the back gently.

Suddenly, Olivia was a bit taken aback. Then she collapsed mentally.

“Fuck off, Jacob Brown!”

She pushed away from the man in front of her, crying hoarsely.

In the past, when she got drunk at dinner parties, Jacob always took care of her like this. However, she knew that Jacob couldn’t show up here.

He was still in the detention house.

The pang in her heart that she had tried her best to suppress surged up again. She felt pain all over, and even all her cells were shivering.

“Why are you still haunting me down after I’m drunk? What’s the use of caring about me after hurting me? Save your trick! I won’t buy it! Just leave!”

Olivia roared hoarsely.

The man’s eyes were filled with complications and concerns.

He got Olivia a glass of hydromel, but Olivia knocked it over.

to me! Please! Aren’t you going to divorce me? You’ve planned to dump me already. Why do you still care about me? I have nothing to do with you no

a bit. Then he slowly turned around, lifted his foot, and walked to

was leaving, Olivia suddenly stood up for some reason. She hugged him

I can’t aggrieve myself. However, my feelings make me unable to let go of you. Tell me what I should do! Since it happened until now, I’ve been suffering all the time. I always wonder what I will be like

man’s back, burning his

the

need your apology. What is the use of hundreds of, thousands of, or even tens of thousands of apologies? I want you only. Jacob, you are my everything, my

“I...”

around. Before

and impatiently,

was taken

Olivia Kent, sober

now. She held the man tightly. While kissing him passionately, she started tearing

I miss you. I truly miss you. Don’t turn me

The man

from me? You don’t love me anymore, do you? Who do you like? Julissa Caldwell? Is

tears dripped down on their bodies like stringless beads. They soaked

not like what

to touch me, do you? You are so determined to divorce me and dump me, aren’t you? Since it is so, why would you have gone to the cemetery and

an aggrieved

eyes were darkened, as lifeless as the

He walked up to

around the man’s

longer, falling on the

it

felt a strong migraine as if her head was

tidied herself up and wanted to get up. However, she was shocked when

with this kind of

time

didn’t think she had made a mistake. Some broken scenes appeared