Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 91 The Child You're Carrying Isn't Mine

Giselle was skinny, but her face was pretty cute, and she had on some really delicate makeup.

She strutted over to Oliver, and you could tell from her eyes and expression that their relationship was anything but simple.

I shot a look at Bella. She just crossed her legs, grabbed a grape, and popped it into her mouth, looking totally unfazed by Giselle.

Giselle pulled a box out of her bag and handed it to Oliver, all careful-like. "Oliver, happy birthday!"

She even remembered his birthday; they definitely had something going on. But Oliver just kept his head down, puffing on his cigarette, not even reaching for the gift, his brows all knitted up.

Everyone was watching, and you could cut the awkwardness with a knife.

I glanced at Ethan. He was lounging on the sofa, smoking too. From his face, it seemed like he knew what was up between Giselle and Oliver, but he kept his mouth shut.

Giselle held out the gift for what felt like forever. Oliver didn't even give her the time of day. She finally pulled her hand back, tears welling up in her eyes, looking all kinds of pitiful. "Oliver, I baked these cookies for you. You used to love them." Yeah, they definitely had history.

Out of nowhere, Bella slammed her beer bottle on the table.

Oliver turned to look at Bella, then suddenly reached out and hugged her. He finally looked up at Giselle and smirked. "Just 'cause I liked you before doesn't mean I like you now. People change. Giselle, I have a girlfriend now. You think you can just waltz in and boss me around?"

Even though Oliver was smiling, you could see the pain behind it. Only someone who's been hurt would get that kind of smile.

I remember that night at the villa when I talked to Oliver.

I still remember what he said. He said he was someone who lacked a sense of security. He wanted real feelings but was scared of them too.

That's the kind of insight only someone who's been burned in love would have.

Giselle blinked a couple of times, and tears started streaming down her face. Suddenly, she lunged forward and hugged Oliver tight. "Oliver, don't do this to me. I'm pregnant with your child. Let's be good together, like before, okay?" Bella's beer bottle slipped from her hand and shattered on the ground. She finally showed some emotion, looking at Oliver in shock.

I was just as stunned.

Oliver shoved Giselle away hard, and she tumbled to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

skipped a beat, and I

thought, 'If she's really pregnant, that fall could be bad

of himself, so he's probably not lying. If it's a lie that can be busted so

gotta step up. I can't stand guys who don't take responsibility," Bella said, staring at

good in bed,

Oliver got worked up, his words got pretty raw. But Bella seemed to find it funny, and she couldn't help but smile. She laughed and teased, "Are

If

first, but then she started bawling louder and louder, especially when she

got fed up with her crying and snapped, "Stop your

Her makeup was a mess, and

stared at Oliver for a bit, but when he didn't even glance her way, she turned and walked off, looking totally crushed.

high heel twisted, and she sprained her ankle. With a yelp,

thought, 'Still rocking high

a concerned look, but he didn't. He was

sympathy, seemed defeated and just kicked off her shoes, walked to the

drinking like that isn't cool, right?" Bella

other hand through

sneered, "Swearing? Really? How many people swear

his hair even more.

I saw her smirk and give Oliver a sideways glance. "I never said I didn't believe you." Now it was Oliver's turn to be caught off guard. After a long pause, he finally broke into a grin and pulled Bella into his arms. "Can you just say what you mean all at once?" Bella stopped smiling, pushed Oliver away, and got serious. "She had a thing with you, and now she's pregnant. Are you really gonna let her keep drinking like

while, a waiter came back to Oliver and said, "Mr. Smith, that lady seems

moment and then told the waiter,

was pretty much a bust. After

and said to Ethan, "I'm borrowing Emmy

up and said urgently, "Hey, married couples should stick together. You can't do that. If you're lonely,

dragging me out of the bar while Oliver helplessly shouted behind

the same bed and chat all night,

up today had gotten

like Oliver?" I asked once

I just think he's decent. We can try dating. If it works, great; if not, we'll break up. I'm not gonna be one of those girls who put all their focus on a guy and then act like it's the end of the world when things go south. Nowadays, we can all get by just fine without