Fit For Your Love

As Brayden, Olivia and Everett left, the atmosphere in the hall turned weird.

The previous bustle had now turned into whispers in twos and threes.

Everyone was looking at Melody, who was standing in the light. People were gossiping.

Preston asked someone to liven up the atmosphere. He came to Melody. "If I had known what you would do tonight. I would have stopped you."

Preston wouldn't allow Melody to hurt people.

Melody curled her lips and looked up at him. "Do you feel sorry about Olivia?"

After all, she hurt the person he liked.

Preston sighed. "Melody, we're friends. I hope you're happy."

His love for Olivia was no longer a secret to many people.

He would not deny it.

But he wouldn't lose his judgment or reason just because he liked her.

Melody's actions hurt others and herself. She had lost her mind.

As a friend, he didn't want her to do this.

Melody chuckled. "Happy?"

"Did you just see that I was happy?"

Her eyes were full of ridicule, both for herself and for him.

Preston looked at her. "As long as you want, happiness is everywhere."

Just like Olivia.

She was in pain, but now she was happy.

"Really? I want Everett to love me. I hope that we're the same as before. Is that possible?"

Preston, "Maybe you'll be happy if you give up."

"Give up?"

"You asked me to give up."

"Then let me ask you. Can you put Olivia down? Can you not like her?"

"You can't do it, can you? Preston, you have no right to blame me."

Melody turned and left.

Preston stood there, looking at her back as she left. He wore a mocking smile.

It was hard for people who fell in love to stop thinking about their beloved ones.

He really wasn't qualified.

Grace was among the crowd and her eyes were moist.

For some reason, she cried when she heard what her brother-in-law said.

She felt terrible.

No.

She couldn't cry anymore.

Her makeup was going to be ruined.

Grace quickly put down her food and went to the bathroom.

In the dark, someone looked at what had happened here and smiled evilly.

Olivia had another nightmare this night.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

It took Brayden a long time to wake her up.

Olivia opened her eyes. There was sweat and tears on her face.

Brayden was relieved to see her awake, but he quickly picked her up and wiped her sweat with a tissue. "Olivia?"

Olivia was in a daze. She hadn't recovered from the nightmare.

She didn't respond to Brayden.

Brayden did not call her again this time. He held her in his arms, lips resting on her ears, and said softly, "Olivia, that's all over. You're doing well now. You'll be better in the future. Trust me." She was having nightmares and talking, and he heard her.

Olivia moved her eyes, then buried them in Brayden's arms and closed them.

Every time she thought of the past, she had nightmares.

All these years, it had never changed.

And just now, she had nightmares, which were worse than before.

She knew that she had a nightmare in her heart.

This nightmare followed her mood swings.

The bigger her mood swung, the stronger it came.

After a while, Olivia said, "I'm fine.

I will be fine the next day."

It was dark, and the lights in Paris were still on. Preston and Everett were standing on the balcony, watching the night scene.

Preston took a sip of the wine and shook his head. "It was a pity to watch such a beautiful night just with you."

Everett looked into the distance. "Please go."

Preston turned around and leaned back against the balcony, looking at the layout of the room, which was dark and depressing.

He curled his lips. "How heartless."

No one knew if Preston was talking about Everett's response or making a conclusion about his usual style.

Everett did not answer, and Preston did not speak again. The atmosphere was quiet.

Preston finished the wine in his glass and turned to look at Everett, "Olivia's with Brayden now. She is very happy. I believe Brayden can give her happiness."

"I think it's good that Melody and you can be happy together."

His eyes finally moved as he looked ahead, then he turned to look at Preston. "So?"

Preston looked at Everett's eyes seriously. "Don't break up Brayden and Olivia."