Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 586

Olivia Cruise took a moment before answering. Gracefully, she glided to the front and slid into the man’s arms. “Louis, what’s wrong? Why do you always look so absentminded these days?”

Louis Smith lowered his gaze and saw Olivia’s concerned expression, his heart throbbing with guilt that was difficult to break free from.

“I’m alright. Don’t worry,” he said reassuringly.

“Louis, have I done something to upset you? Is there something I’m not doing well enough?” Olivia’s voice trembled as she bit her lip, her eyes welling up with tears. Her pitiful and vulnerable expression made one’s heartache. “I used to think that I knew you so well. But I feel like we’re drifting further apart. and this scares me. It feels like I might lose you at any moment now.”

Olivia tightened her grip on Louis’s shirt. Her gentle voice trembled, “Please, be honest with me. Do you regret marrying me…”

Hearing her words, Louis frowned. A sense of guilt quickly overpowered the struggle within his heart.

He was well aware of the sufferings that Olivia had endured during this trying time, and he saw how tirelessly she had worked to keep up with him. Despite her lack of familiarity with the business world. Olivia had enrolled in a finance class and had done everything she could to support him in his pursuit. Even now, she was suppressing her fears and worries while being extra cautious of his well-being. As he reflected on his recent internal struggles, Louis was consumed by guilt and remorse.

Snaking his arm around her slim waist, Louis pulled Olivia closer and whispered reassuringly, “Why would you even think that? Even if we’ve been separated for three years, you’re still the woman I want to marry. So, why would I regret marrying you?”

“Are you sure?” Olivia subconsciously asked.

Louis nodded solemnly as he answered, “I mean it. Stop dwelling on this.”

Hearing his comforting words, Olivia’s eyes brimmed with tears of relief. With a gentle smile on her face, she nestled into his embrace.

Louis held Olivia close. He took a deep breath and silently vowed to dispel his restless thoughts.

He should not have any other thoughts now that they were legally married.

In fact, he would not have been alive today if Olivia had not shielded him with her delicate body during the car accident.

He owed his life to her.

Even if it was a way to repay her kindness, Louis could not disappoint her.

anything from this auction? Shall I buy them for

thought immediately of the final item the organizers

guests were curious to see what it was. If she could successfully bid for this item, it would be enough to attract everyone’s attention. Olivia’s eyes flickered at the thought. Casting her gaze to conceal her emotions, she murmured with contentment, “You are

she spoke, Olivia leaned in and gently pecked the corner of

her fondly as he reminisced about their carefree days in

softened as he caressed her cheek lovingly, Gazing at her affectionately, he cooed,

my fault for being so stubborn. Once I’ve set my eyes on someone, I want to spend

a silly girl,”

hear the host

yet meaningful glance before returning to

such events” social rules and norms. Everyone remained composed and

by bidders planted by the organizers. These bidders saved the organizer’s

this was a charity banquet, all guests made a genuine effort to bid on the items, though some may have been

and a Renaissance painting from the 1800s. At the same time. Rachel Grey idly flipped through a booklet

announced, “Next, we have an ivory-craved painter’s brush made with squirrel hair from the 1700s. The brush body measures approximately 8 inches in length. The starting price is

little interest in the cultural relics being auctioned. However, there were also several

eyes of industry experts, this brush held

quickly soared

raised the

seeing Rachel’s bid, Olivia, who was sitting in the private room at the end,

However, she could

would seize any opportunity

her unusual action caught

hint of panic. She quickly explained, “Grandpa Smith always loved these cultural relics, right? I once gave him a fake one at his birthday party,

frigid gaze softened upon hearing her

suspicion in

heaved a sigh of relief at Louis’s softened

bidding rounds, Olivia followed Rachel closely, raising the bid higher each time. It was as

that Olivia’s secret competition

she so obsessed with

into a meaningful