He said the person he hated most was Ava, the woman who betrayed their love.
I didn't understand it at that time.
If it weren't for deep love, how could there be such intense hatred?
Two years ago, Ava divorced the rich man and returned home.
After that, Andrew secretly picked Ava up and dropped her off from work.
He celebrated Ava's birthday and he bought Ava the limited edition bag that I had been waiting for for a long time...
Someone told me about this so we quarreled again and again.
Then I compromised again and again but our last quarrel was the final one.
He kicked me out of the car to pick up Ava and I died that night.
Andrew returned to our house.
What greeted him was not the sumptuous meals and warm lights as usual.
He turned on the light and called my name in the hallway.
There was no response.
Andrew threw down his suit, hesitating for a long time, and sent a message to me, but no one responded: [Olivia, stop messing around and come back soon. ]
Then, he dialed my number. "I'm sorry, the number you dialed... "
Andrew tried several times, but no one answered.
He frowned, stroking his phone, gradually realizing that something was wrong.
I had never been like this before.
4
The next second, his cell phone rang.
It was Ava.
There was a flash of disappointment in Andrew's eyes, and he picked up the phone.
Ava's ex-husband had found her place and was harassing her.
Ava was scared and asked Andrew to help.
"Don't open the door. I'll be there soon!"
Upon hearing that Ava was in danger, Andrew grabbed his suit jacket and car keys and went out.
He had forgotten about unanswered calls.
Andrew, you were just a little bit away from knowing I was already dead.
When Andrew arrived, Ava's ex-husband had already left.
Ava was standing at the door, slightly tipsy.
She had a company party tonight and drank some wine.
When she saw Andrew, her eyes were a little confused.
Ava reached out and grabbed Andrew's neck.
Andrew helped her into the bedroom, but Ava held him tightly and refused to let go.
Her tears fell drop by drop.
"Andrew, I miss you so much. I regret every day during the years we were apart."
Andrew's Adam's apple moved. "Ava, let go. I'm already engaged."
"Do you love Olivia?" Ava asked.
My heart ached, and I wanted to hear Andrew's answer.
Andrew's eyes were somewhat evasive.
"But we are engaged."
He didn't answer whether he loved me or not, only because we were engaged.