Chapter 976

Chapter 976 Close With Him

Azalea continued to shed her tears. "But, I don't want to stay in Nambahd anymore. Whenever I see

Hayes, I can't help but remember that he killed my father. My father may be an atrocious criminal to

him, but he's still a good father to me."

Hearing that, Olivia looked at her with a furrowed brow.

Didn't that mean that she would be staying in Summer City from now on and intending to let Eugene

take care of her? Dammit! She's definitely doing this to torment me for the rest of my life, Olivia

thought.

Eugene's emotions turned conflicted as well, but it was mostly out of worry that Olivia would overthink

things.

"So, do you have any plans for the future?"

Azalea lowered her gaze onto her legs. "Even though I was mostly using a wheelchair during my

father's funeral, I still hurt my legs, so I'm planning to find a house to settle down and recover from my

leg injury."

"All right, I'll help you with that," Eugene agreed.

Azalea stared at Eugene attentively, like an anxious child. "Eugene, where are you staying now? Can

you find a house in your residential area for me?"

With a glance at Olivia, Eugene agreed, "All right. If I see any houses available, I'll arrange one for you

in our area. If not, I'll look somewhere nearby. You can just settle for the inn tonight."

Azalea nodded obediently. "Okay. When my injuries get better in the future, I might have to trouble you

to help me look for a job. After all, you're the only one I know here."

Eugene replied, "Sure thing. If you hadn't saved my life that year, I might not be here today. I'll have

someone to take care of these little things."

Azalea let out a laugh. "How do you still remember that after so many years? Didn't you give me a lot

as well?"

Afraid that Olivia would overanalyze her words, Eugene added, "I'm usually busy with work, but you

can just go to Olivia. It's the same thing."

Hearing that, Olivia nodded, going along with his words. "That's right. Telling me anything is like telling

Eugene. By the way, let me order a glass of milk for you. Since you've had such a long flight, drinking

some milk will help you sleep better tonight."

Azalea replied, "It's all right."

However, Eugene stood up and said, "I'll go and get it. You two can chat."

At that, he got to his feet and left.

Azalea stared at his retreating back and only retracted her gaze after he disappeared out of the door.

She sent Olivia a harmless smile, saying, "I never thought that Eugene would have a girlfriend. How

long have you been with him?"

Her intimate way of speaking grated on Olivia's ears, and she replied with a raised eyebrow, "Come to

think of it, it's been eight years."

As if she hadn't expected them to go so far back, Azalea sounded shocked when she replied, "You've

been together for eight years? Hasn't he been single all this time?"

Olivia explained, "He's always been looking for me, which is why he stayed single."

Azalea looked at her innocently. "Looking for you? I've known him for a long time, but I never heard him

say that he was looking for anyone."

Olivia sneered inwardly, but her expression remained composed. She smiled and said, "Then you

might just not be close to him!"

Not close? How could they not be close back then? They were so close that they shared a bed and

even nearly became a couple.

However, Azalea didn't voice her thoughts and only let out a shy and bashful smile, as if that period

was a precious treasure to her that she couldn't even bear to share with others. She replied vaguely,

"Maybe."

All of a sudden, Olivia was unable to hold her anger in, but she continued to spoon some food into her

mouth as she asked in a feigned uncaring tone, "Do you like him?"

"No, we're just friends." Azalea's gaze was soft and tender. Although she denied it, her eyes were

brimming with affection.

Olivia laughed. Compared to Azalea's coy and petty behavior, she was much more assertive. "It's fine if

you like him. A man like my boyfriend has rows of women falling over their feet for him, so you're not

the first nor will you be the last. However, no one will be able to take him away from me unless I let go

of him willingly."