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.”

work. For a full hour, Olivia didn’t look up, completely focused. Evan occasionally

Sir hadn’t returned yet. He had no

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

happily pulled out a chair. Evan pushed her toward it, bending down to lift her, then hesitated, tilting his head. “If

didn’t pick up on the teasing tone. “Hehe, I can manage in my wheelchair,” she said awkwardly.

again,” Evan said, straightening

was exceptionally 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

another piece. They’re all yours,” Evan offered her the last piece

smiling gaze,