Chapter 212

Wes took a deep breath. “Sir, you’re contradicting yourself.” Perhaps the view was much clearer when one was not a part of the equation. To Wes, Olivia was the woman John had always loved. Dorothy was just the spark that started this entire fiasco. She was the one stoking the fire in between them. John only gratitude for her, not love. He did not even like her. The only one poisoning John’s heart was John himself. After the car started, John lit another cigarette and held it in between his fingers, allowing it to burn slowly. He did not want to think of Olivia any longer, but the image of her being afraid was etched deeply into his mind. He could not push that image away. In the end, all he could do was throw the cigarette butt away, close his eyes, and lean back. “Let’s go back to the office.” … The next day, Zyla arrived really early. The first thing she saw when she entered past the door was the blood on the ground. Then, she saw Olivia sprawled at an unusual angle on the