Chapter 83
Evelyn took a deep breath and calmed down. "Why are you looking for me? Will you only be satisfied after you've tormented me to death?" Her voice was filled with despair.
"When have I ever laid a finger on you?" Oliver questioned.
"What do you want then?" she snapped.
"I want you to give me a chance! Can't you give me another chance? I know I was in the wrong. I… I just want you to forgive me.
"I swear that I'll treat you well. You're the only person that I like…" he trailed off.
Oliver's words became incoherent whenever he felt anxious. However, the main point in his words was that he wanted to reconcile with her.
"So, this is your way of asking for a reconciliation? Each time, all you ever do is put me in awkward situations regardless of my wishes," she seethed.
"I…" Oliver looked like a child who was in the wrong. He reached his hand out to pull Evelyn up from the ground, only for her to shrug off his hand and sit on the field ridges.
He was still rambling on. "I can give y
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