Pursuing My Ex Wife in Full Blooming Spring novel (Naomi)

Connor smiled at her. His gaze was filled with tenderness and passion. "Olivia, I'm not Scott. You know that." Olivia could see his feelings for her. Tears kept falling down. "Yes, you're not Scott. You're not."

If only Scott would treat her as nice as Connor. Broken-hearted, Olivia turned and continued drinking.

Connor fetched her some tissues and gently wiped away her tears. "Olivia, let it go."

Olivia stopped drinking.

She turned to narrow her gaze at Connor. Her heartbroken gaze turned sullen. "Let it go? Connor, what the hell do you mean by that?"

Connor looked at the change in her face. He stopped wiping her tears and averted his gaze. "If a man really likes a woman, he'll want to be with her. He'll want to kiss her and sleep with her. He'll want to marry her and spend the rest of his life with her. Scott-"

"Shut up!" Olivia snapped. She immediately stood up and pointed at the door. Fury was raging in her. "F*ck off."

Connor looked at her. He was not surprised at her reaction.

He stood up, his tone still equally tender. "Get some rest." He threw the tissue into the bin and left.

Olivia clutched the bottle of wine tightly. When the door was closed, she smashed the bottle onto the floor.

She looked at the closed door with reddened eyes. At that moment, her chest was burning with rage.

'If a man really likes a woman, he'll want to be with her. He'll want to kiss her and sleep with her. He'll want to marry her and spend the rest of his life with her... Is that so?

'Heh. Scott married that woman before. Did he love her? Why did he not let her have children? That woman's belly was flat during their whole marriage, and they eventually got a divorce too. Was that love?

'I know what you're doing, Connor. You love me just as I love Scott. I won't let him go, but neither will you let me go.'

Olivia smiled. Her terrifying rage subsided at this point. What was the point of getting angry? Connor was just not listening to her, but he loved her even more. There was no need for her to get angry. She would not let go of Scott because of that too.

Of course, Connor would not let her go as well.

Connor would always be a good friend. A really, really good friend.

Olivia took a deep breath. She looked at the mess that she had created and called the concierge. "Please get housekeeping to clean up my room." "Right away, Ms. Carver."

Olivia calmed down. She sat on the couch and tapped on her phone with her fingers, deep in thought.

She could not let the situation continue this way. She had to do something. Only then would she be relieved.

Minutes later, she narrowed her gaze as an idea came to her. She picked up her phone and sent a message.

After sending the message, she placed her phone by the side and went to take a shower.

At that moment, the night had truly settled down.