Brian was suddenly unable to walk away. He sat down and quietly looked at the woman on the bed.
Was this her dependence on him?
"Olivia, I'd like to see what you're up to."
Brian smiled teasingly. The woman's fingers moved, and her eyes opened. She saw herself holding Brian's arm, and her face was filled with disbelief.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Please don't take it to heart." Her voice was timid as if she was afraid of the man in front of her.
Brian was a little unhappy and suddenly felt interested in teasing her. "What? What should I not take to heart? Is it your reluctance at the wedding? Or the fact that you are holding my hand now?"
A trace of anger flashed across Olivia's eyes at the mention of the wedding.
If he had not escaped from the wedding venue today, she would not have ended up in such a sorry state. Resentment burned in her heart, and she became slightly cold toward the man in front of her.
