Chapter 607 Oliviaâs heart ached, and her breath seemed to stop in that instant.
She really had no idea how to explain it.
âThere indeed canât be so many coincidences...*
âBut I cannot let my defenses down for Zac and my sake.â
âWhat explanation do you expect me to give you?â
Olivia pushed him away and laughed. âI think itâs not that hard. Why donât you think about the reason youâre pestering me?â
John squinted his eyes, grabbed her hand, and pinned her down on the bed.
âStop lying to me, Liv.â
âIf you can take me as a substitute, why canât they do the same?â
John knew that this was just Oliviaâs strategy.
âDonât you want to see your younger brother? He has been suffering for the past four years. Do you know that? Heâs in a vegetative state and wants to recover, and he also wants to participate in his sisterâs funeral. Do you know how pitiful he is?â
Thinking about lan, Oliviaâs heart hurt.
She truly felt sorry for lan.
If he hated her and wanted to kill her, she would not dodge or escape.
She deserved it.
She lost him six years ago and made him grow up by Dorothyâs side.
However, four years ago, she threw him away herself and left him alone with John, thinking that he was dead.
âBut since I already did what I did, four years or even forty years wouldnât make a difference anymore.â
âMy younger brother is abroad. Stop telling me nonsense.â
âIf lan finds out that you left him alone four years ago and went abroad to live with another brother, what do you think his response would be?â
John sneered, âDo you think he will go abroad to kill that other brother of yours out of jealousy?â
Olivia widened her eyes and looked at him in fear.
âBoth of them are my brothers, and they are equally important. Neither of them should face any trouble!
âBut I canât admit it.
âThe second I do, John will never end his nonsense. What should I do with Zac?
âHe barely broke free from his fatherâs hands. I canât send him back to hell.
âIn one sense, John is hell itself, so heâs not important.â
She somehow regained her strength and struggled desperately. âItâs useless for you to threaten me. John! Even if I am Olivia Larson, so what? Iâm trying to hide from you on purpose. Donât you. understand that?â
âYou! I will never let you marry Zac.â
âJohn Freeman, if you dare destroy us, I assure you that I will not let you go for the rest of your life!â
âFine!â John was so mad that his veins were popping, but he did not dare to unleash his temper knowing what happened in the past. âWhy are you doing this to me? You can marry anyone but Zac!â
âThen should I marry Xavier?â
âYou! Olivia, donât do this!â
John held back his anger and pressed his fists to the quilt, reminding himself to not hit her.
âI cannot do this to her again. I shouldnât...â
âBut how can I let her go?â
Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his head, which made him frown uncontrollably.
He let go of her helplessly and walked outside. âLiv, I will not let you two get married. Never!â
After he said that, he walked out of the room.
After a turning, he held the wall to support himself, trying to soothe the pain by closing his eyes.
However, the pain in his heart and head was like tens of thousands of silver needles pricking him densely, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Just as he was about to pass out, Ken passed by and helped him out.
âJohn, whatâs wrong?â
Seeing him, Johnâs eyes darkened, and he pushed him away. âIâm fine.â
âYouâre not. Your face is really pale. Is this the sequel to what happened six years ago?â
âNo.â
âAre you mad at me for not telling you about Liv?â
Hearing this, John looked at him coldly. âYes!â
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