Chapter 3 it was hard not to feel heartbroken.

With those words, Matthew thanked the medical staff and got up to leave.

Olivia watched his tall back leave, and the look of Matthew when he was young came clearly into her mind.

At that time, Matthew had followed his father and moved to Washington, D.C., becoming her neighbor, and Matthew's father had become a colleague of her father's.

The day they first moved in was when they got their vacation notice, and because she had done so poorly on her exams, she had been chased all over the yard by her father, so the first time she saw Matthew so gloriously saw her jumping around.

Looking at her look of eagerness to be rescued, he helped a little and managed to divert her father's attention.

A few days later, after her father had gotten a good idea of his grades and daily life, he became what her father called "someone else's kid," all good, all worth learning from.

Time and time again, when she got tired of hearing these words, her agitated rebellious tendencies would come to the fore and she would talk back. One of the most baffling things she ever said was, "Dad, believe it or not, I'm going to make him our child."

"Yeah", her father didn't exactly react at first, and when he heard her laugh, he just threw her a "And don't look in the mirror first to see what you look like, Shen Yue himself is so good, how can he still look at you blindly?"

At that time, she had only one thought, it must not be a creature!

All these conversations were heard by Matthew.

In addition to him, he heard these also her best friend Annabella, so the gossip just spread and took the school by storm.

The memory dissipated along the black jeep in the distance and Olivia withdrew her eyes and searched the parking lot for Annabella's red VW.

What Olivia didn't know, however, was that when Matthew got into the car, his gaze lingered on the rearview mirror and narrowed slightly.

It wasn't until her figure disappeared from the rearview mirror that he retracted his gaze and closed his heavy eyelids to regain his energy.

Olivia found Annabella in the P2 parking lot, and when she did, Annabella, dressed in her own costume, was staring at a picture of Keith James' eight-pack abs and drooling.

Olivia knocked on the car window and coughed, "Annabella, time to wake up, you're drooling quite a bit."

Annabella then reacted, hurriedly throwing her cell phone away and taking the initiative to get out of the car to help carry the luggage into the trunk, while still not forgetting to complain, "Unconscionable woman, making me wait for so long."

"Wouldn't it be nice to give you more time to think about all the things you did with Keith?"

"As much as you can," Annabella's mouth twitched, unable to hold back a laugh at her exasperation."Get in the car, and by the way, stay with me Friday afternoon for a game."

"What? Your father set you up on another blind date?" Olivia pulled open the passenger side door of the car and got in, her mouth twitching in flirtation: "Acting, it's not impossible, but this pay ......"

"A Michelin meal."

"Ten."

Annabella, who was drinking water, was choked by Olivia's two words, and she stared blankly at Olivia and spat out three words: "How black-hearted!"

"Hmm? Well, why don't I call my uncle now, give him my regards, and send him some information or something in the meantime."

"Don't, don't, ten meals is ten meals."

When it comes to her father, Annabella gets a headache, she's not even twenty-five and she's being pushed to get married all the time.

It's just a matter of pushing her to get married, but he's also arranged all kinds of strange people for her to meet.

The one she met two days ago even thought she was dressed like a psycho!

Come on, she was wearing the mantle of traditional culture.

Listening to Annabella's dissatisfaction with Uncle Song from beginning to end, Olivia couldn't help but reach out and stroke the right side of Annabella's face with her hand, keeping her eyes slightly forward, unable to hold back her laughter.

"Just kidding, no need for dinner, just drive properly for me."

"OK."

Annabella started the car and drove smoothly away from the airport, on the way Annabella filled Olivia in on Cloud Apparel's recent operations and future development plans.

When it came to Cloud Apparel's operations, it was always Annabella who proposed the plan and Olivia who monitored it, and this time was no exception.

Only to see Olivia nod: "I think your plan to find a celebrity endorsement is not bad, just do what you said."

"OK. By the way, while you were back in Washington, the fashion brand YJ extended us an olive branch, expressing interest in injecting capital into Cloud Apparel, but I turned it down."

"Nice work." Saying that, Olivia rummaged through her backpack and fished out a portable hard drive, placing it in the small box of tapes in the car as she informed Annabella, "All the information on next season's new styles is here, so you can keep it safe."

"Okay!"

As she spoke, Annabella had already driven the car off the highway, and according to the navigation, she drove along the road for about two kilometers before turning into the parking lot of Olivia's house.

When she got home, Olivia put down her bags and reached into the refrigerator for a Coke, only to be stopped halfway by Annabella, who was supposedly watching her weight for David, but was actually just pouring the last of the Coke into her stomach.

Olivia had to swallow a few gulps of mineral water before she lay back on the couch, her mind still reeling from the events at the airport.

After a few minutes, Annabella's phone received a message.

What caught her eye first, rather than the words, was the picture of Olivia being held hostage in the sliding, rotating image, and the one behind it of Matthew overpowering the thugs.

So Olivia hadn't lied to him, Matthew really was back.

She secretly glanced at Olivia, who was lying on the sofa, and remembered Olivia's thin appearance during the time Matthew was killed, it was hard not to feel heartbroken.