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Chapter 1259 Olivia stood sternly as she lectured Wayne with an air of seriousness.

Yet, deep down, she was plotting to get closer to him. She had not gotten into contact with any core information during these

ten days. She knew she had to take the initiative or time would be

wasted. "If you're worried about me, you can have someone watch over me,"

Olivia suggested. Wayne responded with indifference, "There's nothing to worry about. If

you wanted to kill me, aiming for my vitals would do. Let's settle on

that," he said. He caught the smile on Olivia's lips. "So, you're eager to prepare

medicine for me?" he asked. "Of course. You're my patient. Healing you will mean you'll let me go

sooner." Wayne felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. He

had thought Olivia seemed more enthusiastic. However, he realized

she was actually anxious to leave. "Is it because you miss your man?" Wayne probed after sensing her

urgency. Images of Ethan and their separation flashed through Olivia's mind. It

hadn't been that long, but the mention did stir feelings of longing. "Yes, I miss him and our children," she admitted. As she spoke, a gentle smile played on Olivia's lips. Her eyes

shimmered with a hint of shyness. Wayne found her ordinary face

extraordinarily vivid in that moment. It stirred an unexpected emotion

within him. "I'm curious, what's your man like?" Wayne asked, his interest piqued.

Olivia played along, aiming to gain his trust. "He's tall, well-built, and

handsome," she described. Wayne scoffed. "He must be a pauper, then." Olivia noticed Wayne's slight unease but didn't reveal her true feelings.

She played along. "Yes, but we're deeply in love and have four

children." "Does his family have a throne to inherit? What era are we in to have

so many children?" Wayne dismissed the notion with a sneer. His gaze inadvertently drifted

to Olivia's slender waist. Since their misunderstanding that day, Olivia had dressed more

conservatively. Today, she wore a sporty outfit. It was far from anything seductive.

Wayne couldn't help but wonder how a woman who had given birth to

four children could maintain such firm skin. "I love him and am willing to bear his children." Olivia laughed. "That's why I call you foolish," Wayne retorted. "And you? Do you have someone you love?" Olivia redirected the

conversation toward him. "No one is worthy of my affection," Wayne answered coldly.

"Conceited much? I thought this ring was a token of love from your

girlfriend," Olivia teased as she reached out for the ring. She felt like a fairy coveting a treasure and was almost drooling. Before

she could touch the ring, Wayne slapped her hand away sharply.

"Ouch! And you're saying it's not from your girlfriend? You treasure it so

much, you won't even let others take a closer look," Olivia complained.

Wayne's face darkened. "Have you forgotten my words? Look less, ask

less, touch less. Otherwise, you're dead." Olivia touched her hand with a look of grievance on her face. "I was

merely curious about the unique design of your ring. Did you really

need to use so much force? Imagine if you incapacitated my hand, who

would help you with acupuncture then?" "I didn't even use much force," Wayne replied lightly. She stretched her hand out to show him. The red mark on her fair skin

was clearly visible and pronounced. "Women are such trouble," Wayne muttered under his breath. Olivia wanted to argue further, but he was clearly not interested in

talking about the ring. Suddenly, Wayne mentioned, "In a few days, foreigners will arrive.

Don't wander around like today to avoid offending anyone." During these days, Olivia hadn't just been idling in her room. She had

gathered the current situation from the maids. Arlandia and Veutron had formed an alliance, leading to a ceasefire

agreement. Hence, a multi-national meeting was imminent. Could one of the visitors be Ethan? Search the FindNovel.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.