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Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 259
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Chapter 259

George is now confessing to me! If what he told me a few years ago was rather implicit, everything is now being

explicitly said. Sure enough, he likes me as a man—not as a family member. What should I do? Can I tell him that I

already have a boyfriend? But...

They had already known each other for seven years yet their relationship never blossomed into an intimate one.

There was no way that he would accept that she was already in a relationship with Eugene after three months. He

will kill me! “George, I know. You are my senior. In fact, you are like an elder brother. Even though sometimes you

are more childish than me, I feel comfortable and safe with you by my side. You will always be a family to me.”

George frowned. “Olivia, you know that I don’t want to be your family. I want to be—”

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Fear unknowingly crept into her voice as she interrupted him, “George, I know that you treat me well. It's just that I

don’t have any plans to be in a relationship.”

She did not know how to strike a balance between George and Eugene. However, she was not a fool—if either one

of them knew that the other party liked her, she would be in a very unfavorable position. Hence... It’s better to

reduce the possibility of getting into trouble. After some time, perhaps it won't be painful for George when he has

realized that I'm with Eugene. On the other hand, maybe after spending more time with Eugene, we'll discover that

we aren’t suited for each other. That would also save a lot of trouble.

At the current moment, her thoughts were in a mess as she didn’t know what to do. George asked her once more,

“Olivia, you haven’t forgotten our promise, have you?”

Olivia was immediately flustered, so she frowned at him. “You aren’t going to use our promise and force me to

agree to be your girlfriend, are you?”

Upon noticing her nervous expression, he softened his stance and touched her head. “Alright, don’t be nervous. I’m

not forcing you to do anything. It’s still the same for me. If you are tired one day, just remember that I’m still

waiting for you.”

She remained silent upon hearing that. That night, she had a dream that both Eugene and George spoke to her. In

the dream, George said, “I’ve told you that I’ve been waiting for you. Why did you agree to be Eugene’s girlfriend?

I’ve waited for you for seven full years. Aren’t you being ungrateful? Are you going to break your promise?”

On the other hand, Eugene asked, “Didn’t you say that he’s family? Why does he also have feelings for you? Why

do you feel guilty toward him?

Each of them took their turn to question her in the dream. She was so shocked that she was immediately jolted

awake. Panting, she sat up and still felt the fear within her. I must have been affected by the two men last night.

After George's confession, I chatted with Eugene for another half an hour before sleeping. Although she wasn't

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cautious around Eugene, his docile reaction made her feel guilty. Why do I feel that I owe both of them?

After she glanced at her phone that was on her bed, she realized that it was already six in the morning. George

definitely won't be able to wake up earlier, seeing how much he drank last night. This means that they have to

count on me for breakfast! Even though my cooking isn’t great, it’s at least edible. Otherwise, George will definitely

nag again. Maybe I can cook some congee with carrot and some salted vegetables. Didn’t Eugene say that it was

nice?

As she sat on the bed, she hadn’t formulated a plan. At that moment, a message suddenly rang. After she looked at

her phone, she saw that Eugene had sent a short message to her. ‘I’ve already made breakfast. Come over to grab

some!’

By that point, Olivia was over the moon. How should I describe this feeling? It’s like someone handing a pillow to me

right after I’ve dozed off or someone passing an umbrella to me during a rainy day— all by using my favorite

method.