Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 68

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Olivia’s face flushed crimson. She stammered, “Oh, I thought you wanted me to… to clean. I can’t do that now because of my leg.”

Evan remained silent, arms crossed, leaning against his desk, an enigmatic expression suggesting he understood her but wasn’t eager to expose her. After a while, he suddenly laughed, teasingly saying, “Ms. Frost, you were thinking quite nicely.”

Olivia felt her face burning. Was he implying she was fantasizing about him? Extremely uncomfortable, she lowered her head, opening the file, hastily changing the subject.“What do I need to do? I’ll start right away.”

her, giving her some work instructions before resuming his own work. For a full hour, Olivia didn’t

busy in the kitchen, came out once, finding no one, wondering why the Sir hadn’t returned

ready and still no one was around. Five minutes later, Evan pushed Olivia out of

bending down to lift her, then hesitated, tilting his head. “If I

up on the teasing tone. “Hehe, I can manage in my wheelchair,” she said

overthinking it again,” Evan said, straightening

lavish. Olivia channeled her frustration into her appetite, consuming the soup and dishes with gusto; Evan couldn’t even get a piece of meat before she snagged it. Gary was

piece. They’re all

her chopsticks, meeting his smiling gaze, realizing she’d been too unrestrained. She