Fit For Your Love

The blood spread quickly and then stained the slender fingers.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

However, this hand was hurt badly.

There were scratches on the back of his hand, his wrist, and his fingers.

All the scratches were tinged with blood and looked shocking and horrible.

However, Everett didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

He looked at Olivia, who had just raised her head because of what he just did.

Her eyes widened as she looked at his hand.

His shadow was reflected in her clear eyes, and it was extremely clear.

Everett suddenly felt that everything seemed unimportant.

As long as she was willing to see him.

Olivia looked at Everett's hand, which was deformed from exertion, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She remembered that he had been protecting her the moment they rolled down.

He was trying his best to protect her from being hurt.

Olivia's eyes suddenly ached.

She lowered her head and didn't look at the hand, not letting herself remember what had just happened.

"Let go of me."

Her voice was determined.

Why was he protecting her now?

Olivia didn't know. All she knew was that she didn't want him to do this, and she didn't want to owe him anything.

Even if he had owed her something in the first place.

But she was done with him. Everything ended on the night three years ago.

They had nothing to do with each other now and were two parallel lines that would never meet.

They should go separate ways.

Olivia looked up at Everett and said word for word, "Please let go of me."

"Everett, I no longer love you. Nor am I the sensible person you remember."

"So let me go."

Everett clearly saw the light in Olivia's eyes, which seemed like she was giving up on him.

It was as if she was leaving him.

In an instant, Everett held Olivia's hand tighter, as if he were about to break her wrist.

"You will never get rid of me, Olivia. Not for the rest of your life."

A voice colder than before fell into the ears of Olivia, and she curved her lips.

She did not speak, but she raised the other hand that was hanging and reached out to Everett's hand.

When Everett saw this, he moved his fingers on the tree.

He wanted to hold onto the tree more firmly.

However, just as Everett was doing that, Olivia's hand fell on his thumb on her wrist and she prised it.

Subconsciously, Everett loosened his hand but then quickly grabbed Olivia's palm.

But how could one not let go just by holding the hand of someone who was falling down?

It was like quicksand. The tighter you held it, the faster it flowed.

Olivia's slender hand gradually fell off and quickly she fell down.

Everett widened his eyes and he reached out subconsciously to her, but he just grabbed some air.

He could see Olivia falling.

She looked at him with a smile on her face, looking so quiet, so gentle. "Everett, let me go. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other, okay?"

"I want this child. It will be mine. He has nothing to do with the Westons or you. Everett, is that okay?"

"Everett, allow me to be unreasonable once. Just once, okay?"

Okay...

Okay...

The word was like ten thousand arrows being shoot straight into his heart, and Everett's heart instantly broke.

"Okay?"

No.

"Olivia, it's not okay."

Everett's cold eyes with no emotions turned red in an instant.

He clenched his hand, but let go of the other hand on the tree bit by bit.

Everett looked at the person who had fallen into the abyss and jumped down...