When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 144

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Chapter 124

Chapter 124 Divorce Olive and marry me!

Olive shuddered and quickly said,

“I didn’t see nothing!”

Elvis raised his long and narrow eyes, showing a mature man’s charm. He glanced at

the box.

“What’s in the box? Are there for you or for me?”

It took Olive a few seconds to understand what he meant. The contents in this box were

either sex toys for her, or condoms for him.

Olive quickly hid the box under the bed.

“This is my birthday present. Mr. Augustine, you must respect my privacy. You are not

allowed to peek. I’ll go get a shower.” Olive slipped into the bathroom. Belongs © to CHäpTër$flôW-cóm.

Seeing her flee, Elvis pursed his lips. She had only turned twenty today, but he was

already twenty seven, the age of a mature man.

Although he had never had a woman before, he knew everything he should know. Just

now, the way she was hiding and dodging must have been as a result of something that

she wasn’t proud of.

Elvis took out his phone from his pocket and turned it on again. There were more than

ten missed calls on it, all of which were from the desperate Pamela.

Elvis’s phone vibrated, and Pamela’s call came in again. This time, Elvis pressed the

answer button. Pamela did not expect that she would get through to him. She quickly

said,

“Mr. Augustine, why did you get rid of me? Why didn’t you answer my numerous calls?

I’m very sad right now.”

Elvis interrupted her hastily,

“Pamela, I give you three seconds, mention what you want.”

Pamela paused for a moment, and her haggard voice was filled with tears,

“Mr. Augustine, I really like you. I have liked you for so many years. Why do you want

Olive and not me? Why did you marry her?”

“Two seconds is over, you still have about a second left. You can still say a word.”

Hearing Elvis’s cold and ruthless voice, Pamela clenched her phone tightly. She took a

deep breath and wiped the tears off her face with her left hand.

“Mr. Augustine, I saved you before, do you still remember? You had promised to fulfill

three of my request. I have already thought about the third thing that I want. I want you

to divorce Olive and marry me.”

Pamela was filled with hate and rage. She hated Olive for marrying her Elvis, and she

hated herself also for having missed the opportunity of marrying Elvis. Her goal had

always been to marry him. To salvage the situation, she wanted Elvis to divorce his

bride, Olive, and marry her!

Elvis’s expression did not change. Even his low–pitched magnetic voice was flat and a

bit dull. “Divorcing Olive and marrying you are two things. Pamela, which one do you

want me to fulfill? And,

no matter which one that you chose, I won’t divorce Olive.”

“…I” Pamela found herself stuttering.

Pamela’s pupils shrank. She had always felt that she had an ace in her hands. Elvis

was a man who kept to his word. As long as she spoke, he would definitely fulfill it.

However, he actually refused her request.

Pamela took in a deep breathe, she knew that she had this one opportunity to make her

dream come through.

“Mr. Augustine, you had told me that whatever I want, that you’ll help me achieve it. Are

you going to turn back on your words now?”

Elvis let out a scoff and said nothing.

“Mr. Augustine, have you forgotten who rescued you from the snow six or seven years

ago? And who hugged you in the cave to keep you warm all night. If it weren’t for me,

you would not be alive today!

about to be revealed by herself.

At this moment, Elvis said again,

“Pamela Hart, if you’re smart enough, you should use this life–saving relationship to

make a request that I’ll agree to. One that’ll be more beneficial to you. And also, I hope

this is the last time we speak on the phone. My Mrs. Augustine is a very jealous type.

She doesn’t like seeing me with other women. I’m married now, and I don’t have any

plans to divorce or cheat on my wife.” Once he was done talking, Elvis immediately

hung up.

Elvis threw his phone on the bed, raised his finger and ripped open the two buttons of

his shirt. With a click, the bathroom door opened and Olive came out of the shower.

Olive was wearing a champagne–colored nightdress with suspenders. Wiping her wet

hair with a towel in her hand, Olive looked at him and said

“Mr. Augustine, I’m done. Go wash yourself now.”

Elvis’s eyes fell on her beautiful face. He looked up and down and was a little wanton.

“I’ll go wash up. I’ll done in a jiffy. Mrs. Augustine, wait for me.”

What did he mean by that?

Olive angrily threw the towel at handsome face. Elvis smiled sweetly and entered the

bathroom.

Olive sat in front of the dressing mirror as she dried her hair with the drying equipment.

A male voice sounded from the bathroom,

“Mrs. Augustine, get me a pack of cigarettes.”

“Why does he even need a cigarette while showering?” Olive thought.

Olive picked up a pack of cigarettes on the bed table, pushed open the door and walked

into the bathroom. The frosted glass door prevented her from having a proper look at

him, but she could vaguely see his tall and straight body.

He was hunching over as he washed his hair. The fine water splashed onto his strong

muscles and quickly bounced off.