CHAPTER 042
OLIVIA’S POV
“Olivia, since I got married to you, you don’t take spicy foods,” Adrian said, his tone firm as if he was trying to catch me in a lie.
I folded my arms and let out a dry laugh. “And how would you know that?” I asked, raising a brow. “Last I checked, you were never around. You were either ignoring me or..
oh wait…cheating on me.” I said sarcastically.
Adrian let out a tired sigh, rubbing his temple as if this conversation was draining him. I’m not doing this. Dinner is over,” he muttered. He grabbed a napkin, wiped his mouth, and stood up to leave.
“She has to apologize for what she did,” Dora’s voice rang out, sharp and full of
irritation.
Adrian stopped for a second, but instead of responding to her demand, he simply said,
“Let’s go now.”
Dora, clearly unsatisfied, grabbed a mug of juice from the table and threw it to the floor, shattering it into pieces. I swore, breaking things was becoming her hobby at this point. Without another word, she turned around and stomped after Adrian, her heels clicking against the floor angrily.
I watched them leave with an amused expression, but then the head chef approached me and bowed slightly. “Thank you, ma’am,” she said quietly, still shaken from the whole ordeal.
“There’s no need to thank me,” I replied, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “It was my fault.”
She looked up at me in confusion, but I simply smiled. “Your cooking is amazing. Keep it up,” I added before turning back to my meal.
-1 picked up a fries and popped it into my mouth, feeling truly satisfied with how things. had gone. Sure, I had wanted the pepper to burn Dora’s tongue, but the reaction I got instead? That was pure gold.
The way she jumped around asking for milk, then how she drank it like a rabid beast–1 nearly lost it. Honestly, she should consider joining a drinking contest. She’d definitely win.
With a smirk, I pulled out my chair and sat back down.
Their appetite might have been ruined but not mine I was still hungry.
Successfully unlocked!
I grabbed several dishes and pulled them in front of me–mashed potatoes, chicken curry stew, rice and beans, and some buttered rolls. My stomach growled in anticipation.
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CHAPTER 042
These past few days, I had been eating a lot, and a small part of me worried that I
might get a big tummy. But then again, there was a gym here, so I could just visit there whenever I was free. Problem solved.
As I continued eating, I thought about what was coming next.
Round two.
Dora might think she could just throw tantrums and stomp around like a brat, but I wasn’t going to give her a second of peace throughout her stay here. And even when she left, I was still coming for her.
Noway was I letting her off that easily.
By the time I was finally done, I was stuffed. I leaned back, rubbing my stomach. slightly. Okay, maybe I ate a little too much. Moving around was going to be a bit difficult now.
I stretched my arms, exhaling slowly. But that didn’t matter.
It was time for round two.
Without hesitation, I stood up and made my way straight to the master bedroom.
Of course, he took her there again.
I pushed open the door without knocking and found exactly what I expected. Doral was pacing the room, looking like she had just had an argument, while Adrian was lying on the bed, scrolling through his phone like he couldn’t be bothered by her theatrics.
I smiled to myself.
I always loved the look on Dora’s face whenever she saw me. The way her lips curled in disgust, the way her nose flared like she was about to explode–it was pure entertainment. Sometimes, I wished I could record it.
Her eyes snapped to me, and she froze for a second before narrowing them in annoyance. “What are you doing here?” she snapped.
I tilted my head and gave her a look. “Hmm, let’s see,” I said, pretending to think. “I haven’t divorced him yet, which means I’m still his wife, and I want to go to bed. So I should be asking you that question.”
Dora’s jaw clenched, and she stormed toward me, stopping only inches away. “I’ve had
it with you,” she seethed. “Get out, or I’ll throw you out myself.”
I let out a dry laugh. “Like the way you pushed me that day?” I asked, my tone darkening.
Her expression faltered for a split second.
“You think I’ve forgotten?” I continued, my voice dripping with bitterness. “You took something important from my life, and I’m going to do the same.”
The room fell silent.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Adrian’s attention shift. He slightly lowered his phone, his brows furrowing as he processed my words.
Dora, however, smirked.
And that smirk boiled something inside me.
“Well,” she said slowly, tilting her head. “If you don’t leave, you’re going to be having déjà vu.”
Was she actually planning to push me again?
I let out a scoff and moved to sit on the bed, deliberately ignoring her. I faked a yawn
and stretched my arms. “Man, I am so tired of hearing your blabbing,” I said lazily. “And you’ve only been here for a few hours.”
Dora’s hands balled into fists at her sides, and I could practically see the steam coming out of her ears.
Just then, Adrian’s voice cut through the tension. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “Can’t you two stay an hour without being at each other’s throats?”
I smirked. “I mean, I could, but she’s the one who…”
“I tried to ignore this,” Adrian interrupted, his patience clearly wearing thin. “But that’s not working. So get out.”
I sighed dramatically and was about to get up to leave. Of course, he was taking her side.
But then Adrian spoke again.
“Not you.”
I froze, my eyes snapping up
to his
Dora’s smirk disappeared instantly, replaced by shock.
“What?” she blurted out, spinning to face him.
Adrian sat up on the bed, locking eyes with her. “You heard me Dora just leave.”
Dora’s face twisted in disbelief. “You’re kicking me out? For her?”
Adrian didn’t waver. “I said what I said.”
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep myself from smiling too much.
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