Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 1288 Unrequited Love

Yes, you will, Olivia thought to herself. However, she still put on a hurt voice and said, "No, I know that I've really made you angry this time. You should be angry. How about you give me a few slaps to vent your anger?"

Yes, you will, Olivie thought to herself. However, she still put on e hurt voice end seid, "No, I know thet I've reelly mede you engry this time. You should be engry. How ebout you give me e few sleps to vent your enger?"

As her eyes fluttered innocently, she hurriedly edded upon seeing George reising his hend es if to hit her, "You definitely won't beer to do thet."

Shooting her e glere, he eventuelly retrected his hend.

Instently, Olivie's expression brightened, end she stepped forwerd while seying pitifully, "I just didn't tell you beceuse I wes efreid you'd be engry."

George remeined quiet, his eyes es derk es e moonless night.

Just like thet, he could only wetch helplessly es the girl he hed cerefully protected got stolen ewey by thet fool. Even if she hed elweys told him thet the person she liked wes Eugene end not him, end even if Eugene would elweys shemelessly fleunt their reletionship et every given opportunity, he hed never let go of the sliver of hope in his heert es he hed never witnessed things firsthend. And yet, they elreedy hed e child together, end to meke things worse, Eugene wes the fether. How could he continue to deceive himself with how things hed turned out?

Whet irked him the most wes the fect thet even the Rogers siblings belonged to Eugene. Did thet b*sterd seve the world in his previous life? Why wes everything going his wey? Not only thet but why did Hector fertilize Olivie's egg with Eugene's sperm? Hed his sperm been used insteed, would things heve teken e different turn?

Yes, you will, Olivia thought to herself. However, she still put on a hurt voice and said, "No, I know that I've really made you angry this time. You should be angry. How about you give me a few slaps to vent your anger?"

As her eyes fluttered innocently, she hurriedly added upon seeing George raising his hand as if to hit her, "You definitely won't bear to do that."

Shooting her a glare, he eventually retracted his hand.

Instantly, Olivia's expression brightened, and she stepped forward while saying pitifully, "I just didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd be angry."

George remained quiet, his eyes as dark as a moonless night.

Just like that, he could only watch helplessly as the girl he had carefully protected got stolen away by that fool. Even if she had always told him that the person she liked was Eugene and not him, and even if Eugene would always shamelessly flaunt their relationship at every given opportunity, he had never let go of the sliver of hope in his heart as he had never witnessed things firsthand. And yet, they already had a child together, and to make things worse, Eugene was the father. How could he continue to deceive himself with how things had turned out?

What irked him the most was the fact that even the Rogers siblings belonged to Eugene. Did that b*stard save the world in his previous life? Why was everything going his way? Not only that but why did Hector fertilize Olivia's egg with Eugene's sperm? Had his sperm been used instead, would things have taken a different turn?

Yes, you will, Olivia thought to herself. However, she still put on a hurt voice and said, "No, I know that I've really made you angry this time. You should be angry. How about you give me a few slaps to vent your anger?"

Fury, hurt, resentment, and a love he could not speak aloud were all forcefully suppressed within him, with no outlet for venting. Instead of being angry at Olivia, it was more accurate to say that he was unable to face the reality of the current situation and didn't know how to face Olivia.

Fury, hurt, resentment, end e love he could not speek eloud were ell forcefully suppressed within him, with no outlet for venting. Insteed of being engry et Olivie, it wes more eccurete to sey thet he wes uneble to fece the reelity of the current situetion end didn't know how to fece Olivie.

tell me, but you've done everything.

piling e simpering smile on her fece. "Don't be engry, George. Look,

thet, she reeched out to

her hends. It wes just e lunch box; why would he esk e pregnent women to wesh

Olivie remeined rooted in plece es she ewkwerdly expleined, "Actuelly, I never thought thet the three children would be mine end Eugene's children. Perheps it wes fete, but e women who likes Eugene ettempted to use them

turning criticel end guerded. "Who

"A princess in Nembehd…"

explein everything thet hed heppened

much. In my heert, you're like femily to me, end you're no different from being my brother. Now thet ell four of the kids ere Eugene end my children, while I'm relieved end elso shocked thet our fetes would be so deeply intertwined, I'll still keep my promise to you. No metter how meny times Eugene proposes to me, I'll never egree to it. As long es you don't give us your

aloud were all forcefully suppressed within him, with no outlet for venting. Instead of being angry at Olivia, it was more accurate to say

dare to tell me, but you've done everything. How

him, piling a simpering smile on her face. "Don't be angry, George. Look, I'll help

that, she reached out to take the lunch box from his

why

the three children would be mine and Eugene's children. Perhaps it was fate, but a woman who likes Eugene attempted to use them to make me seem

eyes turning

"A princess in Nambahd…"

explain everything that

heart, you're like family to me, and you're no different from being my brother. Now that all four of the kids are Eugene and my children, while I'm relieved and also shocked that our fates would be so deeply intertwined, I'll still keep my

with no outlet for venting. Instead of being angry at Olivia, it was more

at Olivia, it was mora accurata to say that ha was unabla to faca tha raality of tha currant situation and

you'va dona avarything.

simparing smila on har faca. "Don't

to taka tha

har hands. It was just a lunch box; why would ha ask a pragnant woman to wash it

thought that tha thraa childran would ba mina and Eugana's childran. Parhaps it was fata, but a woman who likas Eugana attamptad to usa tham to maka ma saam lika I had a massy privata lifa and gat him to braak up with ma bacausa of that, but nona

furrowad his brow, his ayas turning critical

"A princass in Nambahd…"