Chapter 16: You Would Be Sorry for This

The night in December was full of coldness. The wind covered up eyes and the neon lights illuminate the city while the stars above couldn’t be seen. People were suppressed and uncomfortable because of such heavy darkness.

Olive worn tightly a down-filled coat, keeping rubbing hands and ears and moving back and forth. She wanted to warm herself up.

She expected to find somewhere to get warm. But there seemed no such place in the prosperous city that ordinary people like she could afford. Once she went far, she worried to miss that guy.

It had been more than two hours when Bruce came out with men and women who apparently drank because two or three of them walked unsteadily.

Olive abruptly stood before him and stopped him.

Bruce slightly opened his eyes, said confusedly, “Miss Steele, why are you here?”

Olive went straightly to the topic without hesitation, “Mr. Lynn, sorry to disturb you, but I want to talk with you privately.”

Hearing this, several men who stood beside smiled tacitly, looking at Olive with disdain. The woman who carried Bruce glowered as if she met a rival in love. Her voice was like nails scratching the glass.

“Bruce, who is she?”

Finally, Olive saw that heroine of the affair who was younger than eighteen. She looked as beautiful as Chloe. Besides, she had an extra sense of youth.

Probably men preferred young girls. The wives they once loved now became old and unattractive.

The girl who held Bruce’s arm leaned so close against him, which seemed to be unspeakable intimacy as well as ambiguity. She seemed to declare the dominion before Olive.

Olive was dumbfounding. How could a mistress walk tall? What should those decent wives do?

Those men were clever to plan to turn away. But Bruce said, “No need, I don’t know much about Miss Steele, please directly talk with me here.”

Olive was silent for a while, “Are you sure?”

“Just say it.” Bruce lightly said with some disdain.

Actually, he always looked down upon poor friends of Chloe.

Hence, Olive needn’t care about his feelings. She stood straightly before him. Although her eyes were angry, she looked neither overbearing nor servile as if she could see through Bruce.

“I know that as an outsider, I have no right to judge things between you couple. It is just that you seem to forget your promise and not cherish your marriage. Indeed, you are young and competent, rich and generous, there are plenty of women actively pleasing you. In that case you didn’t care about the marriage, you shouldn’t have married Chloe. You speak out the divorce so easily that you hurt the woman who loves you deeply without responsibility. I thought you are different from other men. But you let me down. Chloe gets more disappointed. You can divorce with her, you can also let your mother insult her and chase her away. I will persuade her to live with me, I won’t make her homeless, but......”

Olive paused a second with the anger shooting through her chest. But she tried to calm down and be reasonable, gradually holding her trembling hands so tightly in the cold wind.

She was dying to punch his face and it was not enough for revenge to punch him black and blue.

“But there won’t be a woman who love you purely. Perhaps, you get used to affairs and disdain true love early. Maybe you regard it as hypocrisy and think that Chloe pursues the rich life in the name of love. If so, I have nothing to say. Due to the way you trample her heart, you won’t gain another heart that is sincerer than hers. You don’t deserve her at all. It will be your lifetime loss to lose her. Goodbye.”