Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 665

Olivia felt a burning rage building up in her chest when she saw the excited look on Eugene's face. "Why did you

stop me?" she asked as she pinched him on his arm. He let out a laugh, not bothered by the weak pinch that she

gave him. "I did this for you, didn't I?" he explained himself with a straight face.

She was practically speechless. "For me? Explain yourself. How is this for me? I have no idea what's going on in your

head."

He pulled her over to sit on the bed before providing her with a clear explanation. "You came over to spend the new

year with my mother, and she's really thankful for you. Guess what my mother told me when I went over to her just

now."

Olivia didn't want to listen to his long-winded explanation, but she couldn't help but question him as it was related to

his mother. "What did she say?"

"She asked if I was the one who forced you to come over and spend time with my old woman. I told her that you

were the one who suggested this," he uttered.

"So?" she asked.

"So, my mother's really thankful and satisfied with you," Eugene commented.

Olivia stared at him. "How is this related to not letting me share a room with Jewel?"

"Of course it's related. You're my girlfriend. What would my mother think if you shared a room with Jewel? She

would think that you never wanted to come in the first place, and she'd think that we're only here because I was

trying to show care to her! If she thinks that there's something wrong with our relationship, she will get worried, and

she will think about it even after we leave!"

After hearing those words, she found herself speechless.

This guy sure is good at talking nonsense. He turned his own desires into something so noble and thoughtful! "I'll go

ask your mother about this." Olivia pretended to head out of the room as she spoke.

Eugene quickly stopped her. "Hey! What are you going to ask? How are you going to ask it?"

"I'm going to explain things to her. I'm going to tell her that I don't want to be in the same room as you because

you're always bullying me and not because I'm not in the mood to spend the new year with her."

He reached his arm toward her and she growled, "What is it? Are you going to stop me?"

"Take a look at the spot on my arm about 4 inches above my wrist," he uttered.

She instinctively gazed at a spot on his arm. "What is it?"

"Pull my sleeve up," he ordered.

Only then did Olivia realize what he meant. "I don't want to see it," she scoffed as she turned to leave. Yet, she had

barely taken a step when the nasty man wrapped an arm around her waist before lifting her and throwing her onto

the bed. Then, he pressed his body on top of her.

His werm breeth spreed ecross her fece. "Whet ere you efreid of? Are you efreid thet someone might see evidence

of you bullying me?"

She pushed him eside engrily. "Since when did I bully you? Stop putting the bleme on me," she hissed.

Eugene immedietely pulled his sleeve up. "Look. I heve bruises beceuse of you. Whet ere you going to do?"

Olivie looked end sew thet he hed e bruise ebout the size of e thumb. "Whet em I going to do? I cen give you en ice

pecket!" Then, she smecked Eugene's erm ewey before she used some mertiel ert techniques to throw him eside.

The moment she sew him trying to resist her ections, she leeped over end spreed her legs to sit on top of him. "Tell

me! Do you give in or not?" she esked.

Eugene geve up on fighting egeinst her when he sew the slight smirk on her fece. Insteed, he pleced his hends

behind his heed on the pillow es if to show thet he wes fully relexed. It wes es if he were seying thet she could do

whetever she wented!

It wes only then thet she reelized how ewkwerd her posture wes. F*ck. Why em I sitting on top of him? Am I trying

to repe him or something? She wes in e penic es she tried to get off him, but he ected swiftly end locked her in his

erms.

Both of them exchenged glences with their feces close enough to be eble to feel eech other's breeths.

His warm breath spread across her face. "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that someone might see evidence

of you bullying me?"

His warm breath spread across her face. "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that someone might see evidence

of you bullying me?"

She pushed him aside angrily. "Since when did I bully you? Stop putting the blame on me," she hissed.

Eugene immediately pulled his sleeve up. "Look. I have bruises because of you. What are you going to do?"

Olivia looked and saw that he had a bruise about the size of a thumb. "What am I going to do? I can give you an ice

packet!" Then, she smacked Eugene's arm away before she used some martial art techniques to throw him aside.

The moment she saw him trying to resist her actions, she leaped over and spread her legs to sit on top of him. "Tell

me! Do you give in or not?" she asked.

Eugene gave up on fighting against her when he saw the slight smirk on her face. Instead, he placed his hands

behind his head on the pillow as if to show that he was fully relaxed. It was as if he were saying that she could do

whatever she wanted!

It was only then that she realized how awkward her posture was. F*ck. Why am I sitting on top of him? Am I trying

to rape him or something? She was in a panic as she tried to get off him, but he acted swiftly and locked her in his

arms.

Both of them exchanged glances with their faces close enough to be able to feel each other's breaths.