Chapter 175 – Cheating with My Boyfriend’s Best Friend Novel by Jane E L (Olive & Aaron)

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Olive’s POV,

After returning from Wall Street, I chose to use work to completely numb myself.

Every day I did experiments in the laboratory until midnight, and I went to the laboratory early in the morning. I found that after keeping myself busy, I didn’t have as much time to think about Aaron.

Nick looked at me like I was a madman, and grabbed the data in my hand, “Olive, you’ve only slept two or three hours a day. Are you not afraid of sudden death?”

I smiled faintly, “I’m not afraid!” Then I snatched back the data. What was sudden death compared to dying of grief? I thought to myself a little mockingly. At least I had made a contribution to the country, and my death would be regarded as a reasonable one, right?

For half a month, I stayed in the laboratory.

One day, Vincent sent me a message asking me to attend a friend’s gathering. After reading Vincent’s message, I realized that I had forgotten to block his contact information.

I took off the disposable gloves and was about to block his contact information when he sent me another message. [Aaron will be here too. I think you will go, right? Olive.]

A smiley face was attached at the back. It seemed that he had read my mind.

Then, he sent me an address. I looked at the three messages from Vincent blankly and then blocked Vincent. Why was he so sure that I would go? Because of Aaron?

Vincent was well-informed and I believed he had known that Aaron and I had completely broken up!

I had adjusted my mentality for half a month and there was a slight crack because of this message.

Aaron… I hadn’t seen Aaron for a long time.

I sat at the desk with my face in one hand and looked at the dense data on the computer. The data that I could have easily understood seemed like a mystery to me now.

I had to admit that Aaron had a great influence on me. Like now, just hearing his name, I was back to my old ways.

I found myself ten thousand reasons to persuade myself to calm down, but in the end, I walked to the bar whose address Vincent had sent me.

I was soft!

“Olive!” Vincent called my name loudly beside me and stepped forward with a look of surprise. He smiled and whispered in my ear, “I knew you would come.”

Then he pushed open the door of the box and led me in.

As soon as I entered the box, I saw Aaron. He had always been the center of attention. Even if he was only wearing a white shirt and black trousers, he could still attract the attention of most of the people present.

I couldn’t help but fix my eyes on him, but he just glanced at me indifferently and quickly looked away. He was whispering something to the woman beside him, and I noticed that he was holding hands with that woman. The woman’s fi**gers were painted with bright red nail polish. Her fi**gers were fair and slender, as beautiful and bright as herself.

Oh, it was Aaron’s fiancée. Seeing him being so intimate with his fiancée, I felt extremely uncomfortable, but I didn’t even have the right to step forward to complain. I could only silently watch them show off their affection in front of everyone.

At this moment, my hand was suddenly held by Vincent and he deliberately walked in the direction of Aaron. I resisted a little. Just being close to Aaron would make me feel very uncomfortable.

At that moment, I seemed to see Aaron’s eyes suddenly darken. Looking at his cold eyes, I suddenly realized that my hand was being held tightly by Vincent. I frowned, feeling disgusted to be touched by Vincent. I would never forget the scene where Vincent used despicable means to win my sympathy. So I struggled and tried to shake off his hand.

Vincent, however, sq***zed my hand tightly and pulled me towards Aaron quickly, “Congratulations! You’re getting engaged soon and I wish you a happy wedding in advance.”

What? I was so shocked by what Vincent said that I forgot to struggle. So, Aaron hadn’t lied to me? Was he getting engaged?

I looked up in a daze to see Aaron’s exp**ssion, and I didn’t even know what I wanted to confirm. He had said this woman was his fiancée. It was normal for them to get married.

As early as half a month ago, I had been already mentally prepared that Aaron would marry someone else, but why did I still find it difficult to accept the news that he was going to get engaged?

“Honey, are you surprised?” Vincent gently held my slightly trembling shoulders, “When Aaron gets engaged, can we go to the party together?”

My whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and I didn’t even notice how Vincent addressed me. I stared stubbornly at Aaron’s face, wanting to hear from him that he was getting engaged.

Aaron narrowed his eyes slightly and cast his gloomy eyes on my shoulders held by Vincent.

For a moment, I even had the feeling that he would rush up and give Vincent a hard punch, and then pull me into his arms. But illusions were just illusions after all.

A smile quickly appeared on Aaron’s face. He stretched out his hand, pulled the woman into his arms, and put his arm around her waist. Then he raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at me, and then looked at Vincent.

He said, “Thank you, but I also would like to congratulate you. You got what you wanted!”

Vincent held my shoulder tightly and smiled very proudly, “Of course. Olive and I have been in love for so many years. There were some conflicts bet**en us, but in the end, I am very grateful that she is willing to come back to me.”

The two of them were talking with subtle hostility on their faces. It was just that I couldn’t listen to them at all. All I could think of was the scene of Aaron accepting the blessing calmly just now. He was getting engaged! He was getting engaged!

At this moment, I was grateful that Vincent was holding me tightly in his arms because as soon as he let go, I would fall to the ground in embarrassment.

I felt like my whole body was limp as if I was having a nightmare, and I didn’t know when I would wake up from this nightmare.

At this time, other people also came forward one after another. They surrounded Aaron and the woman and shouted, asking them to k**s each other.

Aaron calmly took the woman’s hand and stood up. At the request of the crowd, he lowered his head, k**sed her on the forehead, and said, “The rest is not for you to see. My girl will be shy.”

The woman tugged at his clothes shyly in his arms, and gently pounded him on the ch*st, “You’re so naughty!”

I stood there like an outsider, and the scene of them showing off their affection was killing me!

I couldn’t take it anymore. When Vincent wasn’t paying attention, I pushed him away and said, “Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom.”

When I got to the bathroom, I desperately scooped up cold water and poured it on my face. If this was a nightmare, then I hoped I could wake up quickly. Please! If I stayed in this environment any longer, I would suffocate.

But my prayers went unanswered.

I stayed in the bathroom for a full ten minutes. After returning to the box, I found that the room was still very lively. Everyone was congratulating Aaron, and his beautiful smile hurt my eyes more and more as they raised their glasses.

At this moment, Aaron walked up to me holding the woman’s hand, and shook the wine glass at me, “Why, aren’t you going to congratulate me? Ex-girlfriend!”

When he said the word “ex-girlfriend”, I somehow found it a little sarcastic.

I almost couldn’t breathe, and he had to remind me over and over again that he no longer belonged to me. After staring at each other for a long time, I suddenly came to my sense, “Okay.”

I got up mechanically, picked up the wine glass, and poured myself a glass of red wine, “Congratulations. I wish you a happy wedding.”

With that, I raised my head and swallowed the red wine hard. When I was done, I realized that Aaron hadn’t even touched his wine. He was just standing there quietly, looking at me with cold and bloodthirsty eyes.

Suddenly, the wine glass in his hand was crushed by him.

The woman immediately exclaimed, “Honey!”

Only then did Aaron look down at the broken glass in his hand, and smile ironically, “It’s okay.”

“No, your injury is too serious and you have to deal with it. Don’t forget. We are getting engaged soon. I don’t want to see your scarred hand when I put our engagement ring on your fi**ger.” The woman was a little determined and she tried to drag Aaron away.

Aaron smiled at her gently, and turned to look at me, “You will come to my engagement party, right? I sincerely hope that you can attend our engagement party.”

“Okay,” I replied blankly, but I didn’t know what he said at all.

The smile on his face darkened slightly. He gave me a cold look, turned, and left the box with that woman.

I watched them leave the box, and then put down my wine glass decadently.

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