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Chapter 62: Gwenda, I'm Jealous

Gwenda's mind was devoid of thought. She stood there, frozen in place, while trembling a little from the

shock.

The heat from the man's breath puffed out against her neck, searing her skin.

"Gwenda..."

He called again.

Gwenda's eyes fluttered, her ears beginning to turn red as that attractive voice reverberated in her

eardrums.

"Gwenda..."

The man kept calling out to her.

It was as if something had exploded in Gwenda's head. Biting her lip, she murmured shakily, "Olivier,

stop it. Can you let go of me first?"

Olivier only hugged her tighter, ignoring her words.

Gwenda's heart was speeding up, the blush on her face a deep crimson.

"What's wrong with you?"

He appeared inexplicably and hugged her out of nowhere while calling her name.

This was so abnormal of him that Gwenda felt that her weak heart could not handle it any further.

Olivier still did not give her an answer and kept hugging her tightly. After a while, he moved closer to

her ear and whispered darkly, "Who is that man?"

Gwenda quivered, not knowing if it was his words or his abnormal actions that caused her mind to be

blank. Finally, she managed to ask, "What man?"

The moment she said that, her phone rang.

Both were startled by the noise. Then, Gwenda pushed at Olivier and said, "Let's me get my phone."

Dissatisfaction flickered through Olivier's eyes, but he still let her go. Straightening up, he stared at her

with a frown.

Gwenda did not bother with his reactions and answered the call.

"Hello."

"Did you fall into a hole or something? You've been in the washroom for so long!"

On the other end of the line was August's impatient voice.

Perhaps their surroundings had been too quiet, because Olivier heard every single word that he just

said.

This man!

Olivier's eyes narrowed and his frowned deepened.

"I'm headed back right now."

Gwenda said awkwardly and hung up the phone. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"Who is he?"

Olivier asked with a sinister tone.

Gwenda had not heard him clearly and looked up. "What?"

Olivier did not respond. Instead, he reached out and grabbed her shoulders to pin her against the wall.

He then braced himself against the wall with one hand and leaned down to look at her, his face close to

hers.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Gwenda had tensed up completely as Olivier's face loomed closer to hers. Her eyes were wild with

panic.

"Who is that man?"

"What man?"

Gwenda still did not understand what he meant.

Olivier frowned and gripped her chin with his fingers. His breath brushed over Gwenda's face, causing

it to itch. It was as if someone had tickled her heart with a feather.

"The man who just called you. Who. Is. He?"

He bit out the words, his tone wrought with jealousy that even he did not notice.

Gwenda was stunned. Only then did she realise what Olivier meant. "Are you... jealous?"

It was originally a subconscious question that got verbalised out loud.

She did not expect Olivier's eyes to flash with dark anger and his grip on her chin to tighten as he

demanded, "So, who is it?"

As he said that, he drew closer. They could feel each other's breaths now.

Gwenda was thrown into a state of confusion. "He is..."

As she was about to deliver her answer, a sharp voice interrupted her. "What the f*ck are you doing?"

Startled, Gwenda turned over to see August. She was so shocked that she shoved Olivier away from

her, her face burning crimson.

Olivier was truly irritated by this act. His face was livid as he glared daggers at August.

"Gwenda! Come here!"

August's expression was equally irate as he snapped at Gwenda.

Gwenda lowered her head and was just about to move when her arm was grabbed.

Olivier pulled her behind him and stared at August icily. "Who are you?"

"I think I should be the one asking you that."