When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 97

Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Late Night Kiss

Elvis pulled Olive into his arms and hugged her passionately. He knew in his heart that

he was bound to always remember this night. Although Olive was still very young, she

had just promised to always protect him.

Elvis smiled tenderly and whispered in her left ear. “Okay.”

Olive felt that he was hugging her too hard. She pulled her self backwards and stood on

tiptoe, then she kissed his handsome check.

Elvis’s reciprocated the gesture and kissed her hair.

Olive’s stomach growled and she remembered the noodles that she had borrowed.

Elvis left her and open the passenger’s door and took out a bag. “The chef made you

some tacos, cobb salad and pastrami sandwich. Eat it now.”

Olive was delighted as she perceive the delicious aroma.

This is for you.” Elvis handed her about plastic bag.

Olive collected the bag and stared at it content. There were all types of dessert,

chocolates, cake, juice, and candy.

Olive took out the orange juice and opened it, she took a sip and shut her eyes as she

devoured the delicious taste.

As she drank, there was a little stain on her lips. “Mr. Augustine, do you want some? It’s

delicious.”

“Wipe your lips.” Elvis pointed to the corner of her lips where the stain was.

Olive stretched out her tongue and kicked the stain. She turned to him and asked, “Is it

gone?”

Elvis chuckled. He reached out and grabbed the back of her neck. He lowered his head

and kissed her lips.

He took his lips away from her lips and whispered seductively into her ear, “I feel like

kissing you over and over again, the juice in your mouth is really sweet.”

His hands trailed her ass, he grabbed it firmly, as he kissed her fiercely.

The next two days were still hectic for Olive, as Greg had still made her clean the

institute.

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Hudson had searched around with his eyes but couldn’t find Olive. His expression

changed drastically to a very serious one.

“Divine, where’s Olive? Doesn’t she know what day it is? I’m here but she isn’t. Does

she really value her stay here?”

Divine was so frightened that her palm had began sweating. “I haven’t seen Olive

today.”

Greg glared at Divine. He sneered angrily, “Divine, why are you lying? Why not tell

where Olive had gone.”

Divine hurriedly moved forward, as she trail the direction of the sound. She reached out

and opened the curtains. At slender figure was lying on the bench. It was Olive.

“Gosh, so she didn’t run?” A rustling voice muttered.

“What the hell is she doing?” Another added.

Olive was really asleep. She turned comfortably and continued sleeping.

“Olive, wake up.” Divine tapped her tenderly on the shoulder.

After some seconds of her still not waking, two researchers moved forward and tapped

Olive vigorously. “Olive! Wake up! Director Hudson is here!”

Olive fluttered open her eyes, she heard Hudson’s unbearable reprimanding voice.

“Olive, you’re still sleeping at this time? Have you forgotten what today is?”

The drowsiness in Olive’s eyes had disappeared. She stood up quickly and stared at

Hudson like a little child who had committed an offence.

“Director Hudson, I’m so sorry. I hadn’t had enough time to sleep…”

“Enough!” Hudson interrupted her, “Olive, i don’t want to waste another time on you

anymore. I’ll start the evaluation now.”

“Okay sir.” Olive nodded as her eyes were glued to him.

Divine turned and glanced at Olive, her heart pounded faster as she prayed for her.

Hudson sat on a seat close to Olive. He began, “Olive Hart, which cabinet is echinacea

in?”