Definite Love: Always With You

"If you touch me again, I will break your nails." Dick warned Olivia, who was poking his clothes with her nails.

Damn it! Olivia stood up and said, "How can you be so shameless? You have chosen to perform, and you should do it. Go to your wife and say that you miss her. It's so simple. I didn't ask you to commit murder and arson."

"We are quarreling, and I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I take the initiative to say something inexplicable? Change to another. It's more difficult than murder and arson."

As a CEO, he even didn't keep his promise. An idea occurred to Olivia. "If you don't do it, you can drink three boxes of mineral water. You can choose."

"Then go and buy it."

His answer without hesitation made Olivia look down. What should she do? He was really angry. The blue light of the lighter lit up the cigarette. He looked so lonely that he was really different from the handsome man in the president's office in the daytime. Alas! Everyone had their own helplessness.

Noticing that she was in a daze and didn't say anything, Dick opened the two bottles in front of him and poured them into his mouth without hesitation. Water kept wetting his clothes.

"Stop." Olivia went to grab the bottle, but Dick was stubborn and didn't let go of it.

Olivia was so angry that she stood up and stubbed out the cigarette in his hand. "You coward. You even would rather drink so much water than say a word to your wife."

"Shut up!"

"No, I won't. what do you want? Since she called you, it means that she loves you. But it's so late now and you don't go home and hang around outside. How can she not think nonsense? Besides, you really stay with a woman."

Dick laughed and pointed to her. "I don't take you as a woman." She had a nice face. Although her figure was slim, her chest was too small.

"You! Damn it! Why do you think I'm not a woman?" Olivia looked down to look at herself. Her clothes didn't show her figure. Well, it was true that she couldn't compare with his wife. Dick stood up. "Go with me."

"Okay, then I can know whether you will say it or not." Olivia thought that as long as he was willing to do it, everything would be solved when the two met.

Seeing the man walking back, she held his hand and asked, "Why are you walking back?"

"Or what? Should I run to her without taking my car?"

Olivia nodded seriously. She did say he should run to her just now. Since he had drunk too much, he would wake up after running, and his wife would not be angry at that time. "Okay, you run with me anyway."

She didn't know how many stops they had run. Looking at the man in front of her, who didn't blush or pant, she was really tired. If she had known it, she would have driven to follow him. "Hey, wait for me." Olivia thought she had good physical strength.

Hearing her scream, Dick ran backward and said, "Hurry up, are you a snail? We're already at the bottom of the mountain. There's still half the way. If you don't hurry up, the day will break." "How about you go first?"

Dick stopped and said, "To be honest, I have forgotten what to say."

The sweating woman caught up with him. "It seems that you have woken up from alcohol. You are the president. You can't break your promise, or who else will play with you next time."

"If you lose next time, I will make you remember it forever."

Exhausted, Olivia lay on the ground. They finally arrived. Although they were tired, they still felt that time passed very quickly.

"It turned out that you're not a woman. You even dare to lie on the ground. Get up quickly." Holding her hand, Dick looked at the whole villa and stopped.

Noticing that there was something wrong with the man, Olivia asked, "What's wrong? Go in quickly."

"She lied to me. She said she was waiting for me at home. But there was no one in the house." This villa was designed by himself. As long as there was someone in the house, the neon lights on the outer wall would be lit up until the first ray of sunlight was extinguished. If there was no one, it would be dark.

Olivia was upset. "You didn't even open the door. I don't believe it. Give me the key. Let me go in and have a look."

"Under the carpet." Although Dick knew that there was no one in it, he still told her the location of the key. It was his wife said she was waiting for him at home that supported him to run all the way.

What was wrong with him? Olivia thought only in the soap opera would people put the key under the carpet. The rich man was really not afraid of being stolen. She opened the door and the light in the room was automatically lit up.

Wow, there were three floors in the house which were so magnificent. She patted her head hard and stepped back. "Go in and have a look. Maybe she is sleeping."

"Help yourself. Let's go to work together tomorrow morning. I'm going upstairs," said Dick, pulling the woman in.

"Mr. Dick, I'm sorry." Olivia looked down. If she hadn't come up with this idea, her boss might not be sad like this.

Dick took off his clothes and smiled, "what are you talking about? Don't you feel uncomfortable with your sweat? I leave the first floor to you. You can use it as you like."

'Mind your own business. Olivia, can you keep in mind that you haven't dealt with your own emotional problems well? Why can you help others? The more you help, the more chaotic the result will be. '.