Olivia's POV:
"Call her," he said, and my eyes widened in shock. I frowned and glared around. I picked up the pillow on the sofa before shooting it at him.
"What are you doing?" He scolded me. I picked up the cushions from the sofa and hit him with them.
"Why did you do that?" I said as tears rolled down my cheeks. I felt so hurt that I couldn't stop myself from hitting him.
"Can you stop this childish act?" he said, and I frowned before hitting him harder.
"Why did you have to sleep with Chloe? You said you loved me, so why did you do this? As much as it hurts, I will leave you," I said, and he held my hand before pulling me closer.
"I am from the hospital; will you send me back there?" He asked, and he frowned in pain.
"Now it hurts a lot," he said, and I dropped the cushion before holding his hand.
"I didn't mean to," I said before wiping my tears.
"She drugged me," he said, and I glared at him, confused.
