Wife’s Return English Novel Chapter 94

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Chapter 94 The Weight of Nathan’s Presence
Emerging from the hallway, Olivia made a beeline for the bathroom.
As she splashed water on her face, she couldn’t stem the tears that cascaded down her cheeks.
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Olivia couldn’t deny the profound impact Nathan still had on her, even with the slightest gesture after all these years.
Despite her best efforts to maintain indifference!
His words and actions continued to cut deep, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable.
In a moment of frustration, Olivia’s hand flew to her cheek, delivering a sharp slap.
“Why are you so pathetic, Olivia?” she scolded herself internally, the memory of past heartaches haunting her thoughts.
Hadn’t she learned her lesson from five years ago?
Olivia berated herself internally.
Yet, even as she chastised herself, her emotions began to settle.
At that moment, Olivia appeared disheveled, with swollen lips, slightly red eyes, and half of her face flushed.
Her appearance portrayed a profound sense of distress and sorrow!
Reluctantly, Olivia pushed down her emotions, stifled her tears, took a moment to gather herself, reapplied her makeup, concealed the mark of the slap on her face, and then left the bathroom.
Outside the bathroom, King and Lucas awaited her.
The two had waited anxiously for Olivia, their concern mounting with each passing moment.
As she emerged, they approached with worry etched on their faces, bombarding her with questions, “Why were you gone so long? Is everything okay? Why are your eyes red?”
“It’s nothing serious, just feeling a bit unwell from a drink, but I’ll be fine,” Olivia replied nonchalantly, trying to maintain a facade of normalcy.
King eyed her suspiciously, sensing something amiss.
Olivia turned away, avoiding his gaze, and asked, “Are you planning to stay for another drink, or are we leaving?”
“I’m done here. Those people aren’t worth my time,” King responded dismissively.
Olivia nodded in agreement.
Shortly after, the trio exited the club.
Outside, Lucas expressed regret, “I’m sorry about tonight. It’s my fault for not clarifying things before bringing you here. And running into Nathan… It created a tense atmosphere, and those arrogant individuals
King’s expression turned cold and displeased, “The local affluent individuals here seem to have grown more
audacious.”
Their actions that evening had genuinely infuriated him.
No one had ever dared to underestimate him in such a manner before!
“They’re shortsighted. They’ll regret it eventually,” he muttered with resolve.
Lucas, too, felt a surge of anger.
He regretted how Olivia and King were treated with such disregard.
Nevertheless, Nathan’s unexpected arrival seemed to ease the tension somewhat.
Despite causing a stir, could there be an underlying intention behind Nathan’s presence?
Upon deeper reflection, it appeared highly unlikely.
Considering the complex relationship between Nathan and Olivia, how could he possibly be offering support?
It must have been a mere coincidence!
With that thought, Lucas redirected his focus and turned to King, “Are you sure you’re alright after drinking so much today? Why not come back with me tonight? There are attendants at home who can look after you.”
King regarded Lucas with disdain, “Do you think I’m feeble? I’m perfectly fine.”
Lucas hesitated briefly, “I’m just worried about you, that’s all…”
“There’s no need. I won’t perish,” King responded indifferently before turning to Olivia, “Let’s go. I’ll escort you home first.”
Olivia nodded in agreement.
A soft, tranquil glow in the dwelling suffused the room, lighting the scene gently. In the bed lay a small figure, its breathing steady and rhythmic.
Olivia settled beside the bed, her gaze fixed upon the face that bore an uncanny resemblance to Nathan’s, stirring a multitude of emotions within her.
Throughout the night, she wrestled with a splitting headache and insomnia, finding sleep elusive despite her efforts.