Fit For Your Love

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He could see no other reason than that she had moved on.

Olivia looked at Everett.

There was an eager look in his eyes.

He also looked cautious.

Olivia felt guilty.

She didn't let go. She couldn't let go for the rest of her life.

Her child.

She could never forget her child.

Brayden looked at the changing look in Olivia's eyes and his trembling heart calmed down.

He hugged Olivia, "It's okay. I'm just asking. You don't have to answer me. It's okay."

How could she let it go?

She was so badly injured that she almost died.

If it were him, he wouldn't have let it go either.

Preston was busy until almost seven in the evening.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then stood up and left.

But when he took the phone, he thought of something.

Olivia seemed to have sent him an email.

He clicked on the mailbox to look for her mail.

Indeed, there was an unread email from Olivia.

Preston clicked on it immediately.

"Mr. Smith, I won't go to the party the day after tomorrow. I want to rest at home."

Preston looked at the time the mail was sent.

The mail was sent at 12:50 p.m.

It seemed to be the time that Melody came.

Olivia knew that Melody came, so she wouldn't go?

Preston thought for a moment and emailed her back.

Olivia and Brayden were walking along the streets of Paris.

After dinner, the two of them took a walk.

She promised Brayden today.

The phone rang and Brayden looked at Olivia.

Olivia thought of the email she sent Preston and took out her phone.

It was really an email from Preston.

There was only one word, "Okay."

Olivia smiled.

She knew that Mr. Smith would say yes.

Brayden saw her smile and asked, "What are you so happy about?"

"Isn't this press conference a success?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Smith decided to let everyone relax, so the day after tomorrow there will be a party at Alice Winery."

Brayden was a little nervous, "Are you going to the party?"

All the employees would go to the party, including Preston and Everett.

He didn't want Olivia to attend such a party.

Olivia knew what Brayden was thinking and said with a smile, "I'm not going. I've sent an email to Mr. Smith telling him I'm not going."

If there was no Everett in the company, she would go.

However, with Everett in the company, she wouldn't go.

Brayden was also worried about that.

She wouldn't let him worry.

She didn't want to make herself uncomfortable either.

"Mr. Smith just replied to my email and agreed with me not to go to the party."

"Don't worry."

Brayden held her hand tightly, "If you want to go, I'll go with you."

She didn't go because she was afraid that he would worry. He didn't want her to compromise.

Olivia pursed her lips, "I don't want to go. I don't like such a lively scene myself."

In particular, she didn't have any friends in the company. She was not familiar with any of her colleagues except her superiors.

Brayden looked at her, "Mr. Smith holds such a party to let you relax, and he also wants to praise you."

He believed that Preston admired Olivia.

He thought anyone who worked with Olivia would admire her.

Olivia said helplessly, "But I don't want to go. Besides, the success of this press conference is not just due to me, it is due to everyone." This was the truth.

This was a team honor, not an individual honor.

It didn't matter if she didn't go to the party that day.

"Also, I would rather spend that time with you."

The person who really treated her well was the person in front of her.

The person in front of her was more important.

Brayden's heart beat faster.

She said to spend time with him.

Spend time with him...

"Let's go out to play that day, shall we?"

Olivia smiled, "Okay."

Preston left the company after he emailed Olivia back. However, as he looked at the night ahead when he was driving, he suddenly thought of Everett. Should he Everett that Olivia was not going to the party?