Chapter 105: The Suit Jacket

A cold breeze blew past, making Lilith, who was drenched, shiver uncontrollably. Hugging herself tightly, her face pale, she looked pitifully and timidly at Oliver. Her voice trembled as she spoke, “Mr. Oliver... It’s so... so cold...” Hearing her speak, Alison looked surprised, covering her mouth in disbelief. “Lilith, how did you end up here? Weren’t you supposed to go back to the hospital to get my coat? How did you end up falling into the lake?” A flash of hatred crossed Lilith’s eyes, but she remained too fearful to answer Alison. Instead, she looked pitifully at Oliver, silently pleading for his sympathy and help. Just standing there, Oliver’s presence was overwhelming, making it impossible to resist his charm. He was the epitome of a perfect man—how could anyone not be drawn to him? Lilith glanced at Alison, who was being held closely by Oliver, and a hint of jealousy crept onto her face. Why did Alison get his attention, and she didn’t? The thought made Lilith furiou