Her diligence at doing handstands coupled with the frequency he was visiting her…

Oliver’s brows furrowed. He was getting worried.

He was worried that Fanny would soon get pregnant. She might eventually tell him that she wanted to leave him after giving birth to their child!

That was her goal, wasn’t it?

She was the one treating him as a tool.

He could sense her affection for him vanishing, and he felt suffocated. He couldn’t help but look at her; he was about to stop her when he heard his phone ring.

It was a call from his father.

Oliver’s eyes turned dark. He glanced at Fanny before heading to the washroom. Very soon, he came out of the washroom once more, his face pale.

“I’m heading home.”

His father was on the verge of death.

Shock flashed past Fanny’s face when she found out.

taken revenge yet. She hadn’t

man just

figure out if she felt happy or not. She instinctively grabbed her coat, and then Oliver’s hand.

critical condition, and no medicine

he looked at her. He pulled her

make him die

as he could

Fanny cried, as tears fell down her

beautiful woman, but such complex emotions had never appeared in her eyes. It made

don’t trust me,” she said with certainty as she followed him to the first floor

the villa.

She put on a pair of shades to hide the emotions in her eyes. However, her sorrow and pain

for many years, after all,” she said. “I can feel the hatred in my heart vanishing the moment I heard the

grabbed the hem of his

not going to let me see him

“Oliver… Brother…

died. That’s already one of my biggest regrets in life. I don’t want to have

Let me come with you. I promise I won’t

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