Chapter 139 You Dare to Laugh Even Though You Bullied Me
Chapter 139 You Dare to Laugh Even Though You Bullied Me
Though they were kissing, they were competing with each other too, neither of them refusing to give in.
However, Olivier was always getting the upper hand.
Despite her attempts to fight back, Gwenda had no choice but to concede in the end. She gradually got
herself to calm down.
Seeing this, Olivier let go of her.
"Have you calmed yourself?"
...
Gwenda bit her lip hard and stared at him. Eventually, the wetness in her eyes gathered together to
form tears, and they fell down her cheeks.
Olivier did not expect himself to end up making her cry, and he froze.
"I hate you, Olivier..."
Gwenda could not stop crying. "I hate you! I hate you so much!"
How could there be a man like him?
He was clearly in the wrong but could still act so unapologetic.
What evil sin had she committed to make him like her!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she was.
The angrier she was, the more she felt like crying.
Gwenda felt extremely aggrieved.
For some reason, Olivier was delighted to see her throwing a temper tantrum as well as crying in front
of him without giving a d*mn.
In this moment, she was being extremely authentic.
"You're laughing?"
Seeing the teasing glint in his eyes, Gwenda was furious. "You dare to laugh even though you bullied
me?!"
"Okay, I won't laugh."
Olivier surrendered to her and gently ruffled her hair with affection. "Relax, don't cry anymore. You'll
end up in a mess if you keep going."
Gwenda stared at him with wide, wet eyes, feeling extremely hurt.
Having no other choice, Olivier pressed his warm lips onto her forehead. "It's my bad. I shouldn't have
bullied you. Please calm down."
His attractive, low voice tantalised Gwenda so much that she forgot about her anger, leaving her heart
in a mess in the process.
"Have you calmed down?"
Olivier's burning gaze remained on her.
Gwenda pursed her lips and said nothing. Her face showed that she was still moody.
Olivier gently wiped away her tears and said soothingly with a hint of cajoling, "Jazlyn and I are not
what you think. She's my cousin!"
Gwenda had been sniffling miserably when she heard that. Her head shot up and she stared at him
with watery eyes. "What did you say?"
Seeing how she reacted, Olivier could not stop himself from chortling before he said, "I said, Jazlyn
Mejia is my cousin."
Hearing this, Gwenda was in disbelief. "She... She's actually your cousin? Then why didn't you say so
earlier?"
"You were the one who refused to listen to me when I tried to explain."
"I..."
Gwenda was speechless.
She had truly been overwhelmed by her anger.
She did not expect Jazlyn to be his cousin!
Had she been wasting her expressions tonight?
"You're not angry anymore?"
Olivier chuckled merrily as he looked at her.
Gwenda was a little pissed at the way he was staring at her and said with a frown, "You're here to have
a good laugh at me, aren't you?"
"Nope."
Olivier said with relish, "I just didn't think that you'd care about me so much to the point that you
couldn't stand the sight of me hanging out with other women."
"I..."
Gwenda wanted to argue, but she did not know what to say.
It was bloody embarrassing.
How could she explain her crazy behaviour now?
This was maddening!!
"Gwenda..."
Olivier tilted her chin up as he gazed deeply into her eyes. "Admit it, you like me!" He said in a low
voice.
Gwenda's heart skipped a few beats and she froze.
She liked him...
She had fallen in love with him...
Gwenda clenched her sweaty hands, suddenly flustered and at a loss.
Olivier observed her reactions and smiled.
He liked her current state as it was authentic and cute.
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"Gwenda..."
Olivier's arms snaked their way behind her waist once more as he pulled her into a tight hug, his lips
kissing her earlobe. "You can't escape!"
Gwenda remained frozen, feeling as if there was an electric current zipping through her body, causing
her to feel like she was burning up.
"Olivier... don't..."
"Be my girlfriend?"
Olivier kept her close to him, refusing to give her any room to struggle.