When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 647

Chapter 627 Are you a mute?

Olive was afraid that the water droplets would drip and seep into his wound, causing the wound to become inflamed, so she picked up the towel and gently wiped the water droplets off for him.

Elvis’s hack faced Olive, so he could not see the person behind him.

At this moment, Olive opened the medicine cabinet and took out a sterile cotton swab. She began to treat Elvis’s wound.

Elvis’s feelings was focused on the person behind him. His bulging throat slowly slid, and his tall waist subconsciously straightened.

Olive naturally sensed his movement. Did she…hurt him?

Olive thought that she had gone too rough and had hurt his wound, so she quickly brought her little face closer and gently blew on his wound.

This time, Elvis’s long and narrow eyes quickly turned red. He suspected that the woman behind him was deliberately flirting with him.

Olive treated all the wounds and then took out a white bandage to help him bandage the wound. Because the bandage was to be wrapped around his body, Olive knelt on the bed and wrapped her small white hands around his body. Before focusing on the bandage.

Elvis lowered his handsome eyelids and looked at her busy little hands. He could already feel her kneeling behind him.

He seemed to smell that familiar scent that made him infatuated, that girly body fragrance he liked. At this point, she was done. Olive tied a bow at the end and withdrew her little hand. Her little hand accidentally touched his waist.

Elvis felt that the feelings he had been holding back had been ignited. He immediately stretched out his big hand, grabbed the slender wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Olive did not expect that he would suddenly grab her.

She was startled and quickly raised her two hands to wrap around Elvis’s neck.

Elvis put one arm around her waist and locked her in his arms. Their current posture was extremely intimate.

At this moment, their eyes met. Elvis could clearly see the person in his arms. Olive also raised her panicked eyes to look at him.

Elvis squinted his deep narrow eyes, and his thin lips pursed into a sharp are. He immediately asked, “Why are you here? Who let your

Olive saw the sharpness and anger in his eyes. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but only then did she remember that she was unable to speak.

“Are you dumb?” Elvis asked with a frown.

Olive didn’t know what to do. She blinked and nodded. She admitted to be being mute.

Elvis saw that her face was not that beautiful, but her eyes were bright and lovely. Now, she looked at him in panic.

Elvis’s handsome face sank. He was as cold as ice. He immediately reached out and pushed her away.

With such a rude push, Olive almost fell over, but she managed to stand firm.

At this moment, his gloomy and unhappy voice sounded, “Get out!”

He ordered her to get out.

Olive looked at him in a daze, but she didn’t react for a while.

When Elvis saw that she was standing still, he reached out and clasped her slender arm. He opened the bedroom door and pushed her out.

With a bang, she was thrown out, and the room’s door was closed.

She knew that he was angry, but what was he angry about?

But, Elvis felt that he was deceiving himself, because he was still thinking about Sadie, and Sadie controlled his mood.

What was wrong with him?

Clara had been observing the movement upstairs. Sure enough, Elvis had kicked Olive out of the room. Clara found it really pleasing to watcli.

She concluded that Elvis must hate Olive.

“Olive, is it difficult to feel hated by the man you like?” Clara quickly stepped forward and laughed. at Olive.

Olive stared at Clara indifferently, then she turned around and went downstairs.

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Clara was furious, but she followed behind Olive and said, “Olive, didn’t you bet on Elvis? But look, he didn’t fail to disappoint you. He took me as you. Even when you stood before him, he could not recognize you. Can you now admit to losing so shamefully?”

Olive ignored her and walked into the living room.

Clara looked at Olive’s slender and calm figure, all she felt for her was hatred. In terms of temperament, Olive would always crush her.

At this moment, with a click, the upstairs bedroom door opened, and Elvis’s tall and sturdy body walked out.

Clara suddenly pursed her lips. She thought of another plan.

Clara quickly poured a cup of tea, and could not help but hold onto Olive’s little hand, “Sadie, come have a cup of coffee with me.”