Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 36: Miss Evans, I’m Wooing You

Hearing that, Gwenda's eyebrow twitched as she thought,

"This man is really conceited. He's just so sure that I would like him?"

"But I don't like you at all now."

Gwenda said mercilessly.

She could not deny that she had some feelings for Olivier. But since she just got out of a terrible

relationship, she did not want to jump straight into another one.

Even if it was the attractive Olivier Petit.

"It's fine, I will give you time."

Surprisingly, Olivier did not get angry. He simply answered the question according to his own desires.

Gwenda felt like whatever she said was futile and a heavy sense of helplessness washed over her.

She said tiredly, "Well, what if nothing comes out of us trying to get to know each other better? You

should know that love cannot be forced."

"So, you think that getting to know me better is a difficult thing?"

Olivier's gleaming eyes were fixed on her.

Gwenda was instantly speechless.

After thinking it over, she said tactfully, "I wouldn't put it that way. It's just..."

"Then it's enough."

"What is?"

"As long as it's of your own volition, then it's fine with me. Wooing you is a choice that I made. Whether

or not you accept it is up to you. Don't worry about anything else."

Olivier spoke with sincerity.

But Gwenda still felt that something was amiss.

Did their conversation just end up going in circles?

After a moment's thought, Gwenda said, "Then, Mr. Petit..."

"Do you truly hate the idea of being with me so much?"

Olivier interrupted her and gazed deeply into her eyes, his own showing a hint of hurt.

Under his gaze, a sudden wave of guilt washed over Gwenda. She awkwardly rubbed her nose and

said, "I just think that people of the opposite gender living together in a shared space is not a good

idea. Besides, I can't let you ruin my reputation."

Hearing that, Olivier burst out laughing. "You think too much!"

"Well, of course!"

Gwenda snorted, her tone carrying a hint of pride.

Olivier looked at her again and chuckled, "I can consider not living in your house."

Gwenda had just lifted her head in a bout of excitement when she heard Olivier say unhurriedly, "But I

have one condition."

"What is it?" She asked in confusion.

"You cannot reject my attempts at wooing you."

The moment these words were spoken, Gwenda's face turned beet red.

...

Her heart began to pound wildly in her chest, as if something had gone wrong with it.

She suppressed the feeling and tried to keep a level head. "That's against the rules, I refuse!"

"This, or living with you. Take your pick." Olivier grinned as his dark eyes took in the flustered

expression of Gwenda with relish. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Gwenda was stunned for two seconds before a thought burst into her mind.

"This wicked man!"

After thinking for a moment, she nodded helplessly.

"Fine... but I also have a condition!"

Olivier smiled and motioned for her to continue.

"You have to follow proper courtship etiquette!"

Hearing this, Olivier's smile widened akin to a sly fox.

He leaned forwards and slowly got closer to Gwenda, his voice whispering lowly into her ear.

"Then tell me, what is the next step of a proper courtship etiquette?"

When Gwenda felt the puffs of heat next to her ear, it began to itch. The blush spread quickly from her

ears to her face.

She hurriedly moved her head aside and said incoherently, "How... how would I know?"

"Oh...?" A charming smile appeared on Olivier's face. "Then, I suppose I shall have to go by my own

rules."

Without waiting for Gwenda to respond, he lowered his head and captured her lips with his own.

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