Chapter 183 Another love

John needed an answer. "Because what, Olivia?" he pressed gently. She sighed, a deep, weary sigh that spoke volumes of the turmoil within. "Because I love you, John," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. She wouldn't meet his gaze, her vulnerability raw and exposed. The confession hung in the air, heavy and unexpected. John didn't know what to say. His mind was a tangled web of emotions – betrayal, anger, and a confusing sense of sympathy for the woman before him. Sensing his hesitation, Olivia forced a smile, the mask slipping back into place. "Let's just say," she said, her voice regaining its practiced lightness, "I know a thing or two about you, John. More than you think." John opened his mouth to speak, but she cut him off. "The food will be ready soon. Let's not dwell on the past." She turned back to the kitchen, her movements stiff and a touch awkward. John watched her, his heart heavy. Olivia's confession, raw and unexpected, had shaken his resolve. He couldn't