The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

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Denver Petal, in a low, slightly hoarse voice, said, "Do you really want to get divorced so badly?"

Olivia Williams: "..."

She was only thinking about him.

But right now, when it came to that woman, she suddenly couldn’t get the words out.

This man, what’s going on all of a sudden.

Olivia Williams frowned, suddenly realizing her heart was racing, making her a bit afraid to speak.

"I’ve indeed encountered some issues recently." Denver Petal held her face in one hand, gently rubbing it with his thumb, and pleaded, "Give me some time. I can handle it, and then we can talk about our matters, okay?"

"We..."

Olivia hadn’t finished speaking when Denver Petal directly covered her mouth with his hand.

He didn’t want to hear anything about an agreement marriage.

He was moved.

He took out a cigarette, thinking he’d remember many things from the past, but no, all he thought about were the bits and pieces from recent times, all about the woman in his embrace right now.

They came back three days a week, sleeping in the same bed.

Her scent made him feel at ease, her occasionally flushed face made him happy, and the way she talked with his parents made him feel the world was at peace.

He wanted to keep her, to continue this warm and peaceful life with her.

And not with Josephine Holland.

Even—

Thinking about Josephine Holland again, he felt a deep guilt towards Olivia Williams.

It felt like a kind of betrayal.

Though they had agreed upon this marriage, somehow, he’d already lost his heart.

He liked to hear Olivia Williams talk helplessly about his mom making soup for her health, and he liked her shy look when waking up in his arms in the morning. This fondness had long seeped into his heart, his body.

Denver Petal’s fingers caressed Olivia Williams’ plush lips, Olivia was extremely uncomfortable, and turned her head away.

He simply pulled her into his embrace again, and asked once more, "Give me some time, it won’t be long."

Olivia Williams felt like she should push him away, but she didn’t.

She didn’t push him away, nor was she angry or annoyed.

Everyone had their own helplessness and secrets they didn’t want to show. She did, and naturally Denver Petal did too.

Victor Williams had caught her and her matters several times, yet he never asked, giving her enough respect and tolerance. She thought, maybe she should give Denver Petal some time and trust.

And at the same time, give herself some time; she needed to think it over carefully.

She was a bit confused.

——

After a while, the two of them went into the room.

The phone on the bedside lit up, Denver Petal picked it up to take a look.

A message from Koa Jackson a little while ago said he and Mia Ginger had arrived home.

Denver Petal leaned on the headboard, and replied with "Alright, rest early."

Koa Jackson saw it when he came out of the shower, checked the time — 12:30, so he didn’t reply.

Then he realized Mia Ginger hadn’t gone to bed yet.