Olivia's POV:
I can't believe I was the reason for this argument. I quickly walked down the couch, even when I still felt slight pain. "Mr. Bennett, what are you saying? He was only helping me," I said while giving him signals with my eye to stay calm.
"It's all your fault; why did you have to hide in there?" Jenna scolded, and I bit my lip. That's right. If I had just faced them, then this wouldn't have happened.
"Bruno, take this bitch out of my house." Mr. Bennett scolded, and we all glared at him, shocked. His father sighed before glaring at me.
"You should get some rest; we will leave now," he said, holding Jenna's hand as they turned to leave.
"Wait…" I said and hurried towards them. I could feel Mr. Bennett's strong gaze on me.
"Uhm, we can all have dinner." I smiled nervously. Jenna rolled her eyes as Senior Mr. Bennett glanced at his son.
