Chapter 10 Keep Your Words

Just as she was in a trance, Oliver turned the tables.

Mary was shocked and her mind went blank.

Oliver pushed her down.

Mary trembled with fear.

Although she sold herself out for revenge crazily. But she was still afraid.

Apparently, Oliver sensed the emotional change of Mary. He lowered his head and kissed her as if he was comforting her.

"Are you afraid?"

Mary didn't want to answer. She felt ashamed.

With a chuckle, Oliver took the lead.

As if he had triggered a mechanism, Mary's tears rustled down.

Oliver gently kissed away her tears. The salty smell made his heart ache.

"Don't cry." His tone was as calm as water. He swore that he was really coaxing her.

But Mary couldn't figure it out. After all, Oliver had never spoken to any woman in such a humble manner.

Except her, his little wild cat.

Mary cried more and more violently, and her tears burst out and rushed over.

Oliver suddenly stopped. He lost his interest, not because he was disappointed, but because he felt sorry for her.

He didn't want to leave a bad impression on her. He wanted her to remember his kindness, his romance and warmth for the first time.

Instead of treating him as a nightmare.

He stood up, took out a cigar and put it between his fingers.

The black smoke drifted away.

After a long time, Mary stopped crying.

She poked her head out of the quilt and looked at Oliver secretly, her eyes full of despair.

'Are you unwilling to help me?'

But she couldn't ask.

The cigarette at Oliver's fingertips was about to burn out.

Mary exclaimed, "your cigarette..."

As if nothing had happened, Oliver snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray calmly. "Are you worried about me?"

"I didn't!" Mary was so embarrassed that she lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

But before that, Oliver pressed her and asked her to be inside the quilt, "Lie down, don't move!"

Mary felt aggrieved and said, "it's already like this. Why do you still keep me here?"

"What do you mean?" Oliver looked down at her.

Mary blushed with embarrassment.

"If you are unwilling, I won't touch you."

His words seemed to set Mary's mind at rest.

At the same time, he also put her in death prison.

"So, you won't help me, will you?"

Oliver's pupils shrank slowly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

He was in a bad mood.

She thought he didn't say anything, which meant he acquiesced.

Mary felt it meaningless to stay here, so she stood up again.

Oliver pressed her hard, "Don't move!"

Mary didn't move, but she felt wronged.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She was so strong, but she always wanted to cry in front of him.

"Why are you crying again?"

"There is no free lunch in the world..."

Yes, she remembered what he had just told her.

With his deep eyes, Oliver stared at Mary. He could feel her breath surging through the thin quilt when she was saying.

Mary bit her lips and continued, "I can't give you anything. You won't help me."

There was a faint milk fragrance on Mary's body, and Oliver couldn't help but step forward and sniffed hard.

Mary turned her face away in horror. The kitten felt wronged.

Oliver turned her face right, "you are mine. No one can bully you except me."

Mary was stunned and felt warm in her heart. He said she was his. The Gu family abandoned her, and she was picked up by him again.

Oliver bent over and kissed her between her eyebrows, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

He stepped back a little and put his hands on her head.

"As long as you behave well, I will give you whatever you want."

Mary's eyes were full of resentment. She gritted her teeth and said, "the person who set me up will be brought to justice."

"Okay."

"I want what grandpa left for me."

"Okay."

"I want grandpa to come back to life..."

With a dull look in his eyes, Oliver bent down and gave her another kiss.

"I will be with you from now on."

Mary looked at him with her bright eyes, with tears in them. "Do you mean what you said?"

Oliver nodded. He could afford it.

Mary stretched out her arms, encircled Oliver, and took the initiative to approach him.

"Set the seal."