When Alan returned to the study, she had kept the same position that before he went downstairs, as if
she knew nothing.
At this time, it was less than an hour before his deadline. Olive suddenly wanted to know if he had any
evidence to win and if he would stick to the last second as he said or could he just let her leave.
But unexpectedly after he looked at her he suddenly said, "I'm hungry. Go down and get me something
to eat."
Olive can't keep up with him because his emotion changed too quickly. He was so disappointed just
now, but it seemed nothing had happened then. She couldn't know what he was thinking. She was so
anxious. Her heart was like hanging in the middle of the sky. It could not enter the sky or fall to the
ground but she just answered "fine".
It's very obedient.
In the Winter, it went dark very early. It was already gray outside. She took off her coat and put it on the
sofa in the living room. Then she went into the kitchen.
The food in the fridge was still much after she causally cooked. When Dave came, he took a big bag of
food and put it in the kitchen. It's so good to be a boss. As long as he said then the assistant will do all
the thing for him.
However, if Alan had known that the result of the testing earlier, would he have the mood to ask people
to prepare these?
But you could never guess what people was thinking. For example, at this moment, he had known the
result, but he still asked her to cook, just as nothing had happened.
Chloe called her and asked if she would go back for dinner.
She wanted to go back, but the doors and windows were locked that she couldn't went out.
Looking out of the window, she could vaguely recognize the snowman she made standing in the
garden. Olive sighed softly. Alan, what will you do next?
The man who was upstairs, could not hide his inner loss and punched on the ground glass after she left
the study. Ground glass was a special bullet-proof material, which was not damaged at all, but it made
his wrist hurt.
How could that child wasn't his?
Was it like Dave said, all these were just his thinking and imagination? He wanted to prove when he
just had a little information but it just tested he was wrong and it was his illusion.
"Olive, are you really not the one that I thought?"
When Alan went downstairs, Olive had almost got the dinner done.
He leaned quietly against the door and quietly watched her take off her bloated jacket. Her legs were
more perfect with her tight black sweater wrapped around. And her legs seemed to be more long with
her pencil underpants of the same color.
Just looking at her back, he found that he still had a feeling of being attracted. Even if she was not the
girl he wanted to find but she really attracted him.
Olive shut down the fire on the stove and took the dish to the restaurant. When she turned around and
saw him, she was stunned. How long had he been standing here?
He did not move, nor did he let her go. He just looked at her and his eyes filled with light that she could
not understand.
Olive was uncomfortable because of him, and opened her mouth to break the weird atmosphere of
silence. "Well, I don't know what you want to eat, so I made two dishes at random.”
There seemed to be a response in his throat, but his tall body still stood in the way and did not move at
all.
Olive couldn't help saying, "Are you going to stand here all the time?"
His eyes closed slightly. He took the dish in her hand, and silently carried it out.
Olive turned and went to dinner. He turned back and hugged her from behind. His lips and teeth
nestled in her ear. "How about if I want to eat you?"
Olive was shocked. When she responded, she hit him with her elbow. "Can you be serious?"
"I want to be serious with you, but I can't. What should I do?" As he spoke, he put his hand under her
sweater as if she had become his food.
Alan's fingers caressed the location of her abdominal scar intentionally or unintentionally. Here, it was
clear that the evidence was left by caesarean birth, but she told him that the traces were left by
resection of tumors.
Since he was not Annie's father, why didn't she tell the truth?
Wasn't it better to tell him the existence of Annie and let him know she was a mother of a kid to refuse
his pursuit?
He did not ask the relationship between him and the child but Dave did, and she lied again.
Was that kid couldn't be known, or was she defending something?
Who was the father of the child?
With this in mind, his palm accentuated his strength involuntarily. Olive 's body was stiff and tried to
escape, but she was surrounded by his arms. She reached for a knife on the rack. "If you move again,
I'll cut off your paws."
He scorned, "You can't beat me even if you put a knife around my neck."
In fact, she was just like the girl. She was just seemed to be ferocious but she was not that kind of
woman.
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