Chapter 126 Give Me Some Time
Chapter 126 Give Me Some Time
"It's been almost four months. When will you agree to be with me?"
Gwenda tensed up and asked shakily, "Why are you bringing this up..."
"I want to know how long I have to wait before I'm finally able to woo you successfully."
Olivier asked seriously as he stared deeply at her, as if he was going to absorb her soul by gazing at
her alone.
They were so close to each other that Gwenda could not avoid him. Her emotions were all over the
place.
She did not know how to answer this query.
She bit her lip hard before finally giving an answer while under his intense stare. "Give me more time. I
need to get things straight."
"What exactly are you trying to figure out?"
"I... I'm not sure how I feel about you."
Gwenda did not want to lie to him.
The way Martin had hurt her in her past life made her feel distrustful of any man.
However, Olivier's appearance in her life changed a lot of her previous thoughts.
Still, she could not easily decide upon certain things and needed more time before she could come to a
conclusion.
Olivier understood her concerns. He laughed a little before nosing her cheek, murmuring, "Well, you
can't keep me waiting too long. I'm not that patient..."
"Okay."
Gwenda replied softly. The parts of her cheek that had been rubbed by his nose were on fire, and she
felt like her body had turned into putty.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
Wendy voice came through. "Olivier, Gwenda, it's almost time for us to head back. Are you... done?"
Within the private theatre, Gwenda's face was bright crimson when she heard the question. "Let go of
me."
Olivier laughed lowly before brushing his fingertips over her face. "If you're still tired, you can sleep for
a little while longer. I'll get someone to pack your luggage for you."
"It's fine, I can pack myself. Let go of me!"
Gwenda placed her hands on his chest and tried to shove him away, but Olivier refused to release her.
"Give me a kiss and I'll let go."
"Olivier Petit!"
"Be good."
Olivier leaned closer and raised an eyebrow, his tone of voice filled with compulsion.
Gwenda was embarrassed and vexed at the same time, but there was nothing she could do.
Outside, Wendy knocked again when she heard nothing, thinking that they had not heard her. "Olivier,
did you hear me?"
"Hurry up, or you won't be able to explain it if she comes in."
Olivier caught on to her weak spot and grinned wickedly.
Having no choice, Gwenda gritted her teeth before finally taking a deep breath, leaning up to kiss him.
"That good enough for you?"
At this time, Gwenda's face was as red as an apple.
She felt that she was going to explode if this kept going.
Olivier chuckled and said playfully, "I meant my cheek. Why did you kiss me on the lips? And you still
say that you're not trying to take advantage of me?"
"You..."
Gwenda was speechless.
How could this b*stard be so shameless?!
"If you want to take advantage of me next time, just tell me. I'm willing to be taken advantage of by
you."
With that, Olivier kissed her forehead and got out of the bed without giving her a chance to speak.
...
Outside, Wendy had been about to continue calling out when the door opened suddenly. Olivier
emerged, tidying up his clothes.
"Olivier, you..."
"Are we ready to go?"
Olivier looked at her with raised eyebrows.
Wendy noticed the creases on his clothes, and saw the scene in the room through the door crack.
Holy sh*t, have they slept together?
"Wendy Petit!"
Olivier called out to her in a low voice. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.
Wendy returned to her senses and nodded quickly. "Yeah, pretty much. Lunch is over. If you're hungry,
we can get the housekeeper to prepare more food. If not, we can just leave."
As she spoke, she leaned over inquisitively and asked, "Olivier, you two were in there for so long. Did
you..."