Fit For Your Love

"Olivia is coming to work tomorrow. You should tell Grace."

"Okay, Mr. Smith."

Jason put down the document in his hand and left the president's office.

Preston looked at the phone in his hand, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Olivia was always like this. No matter what happened, she could always get rid of the messy plight quickly.

That was good.

Brayden and Belle were cooking in the kitchen. Brayden wanted to do it himself, but Belle insisted on it. Brayden had no choice but to be with her together in the kitchen.

Fortunately, Belle just wanted to help him.

Then, while she was helping Brayden, Belle looked outside and made sure that Olivia was not outside. Then she whispered to Brayden, "If you don't want me to get into your life, you should tell me your thoughts, then I will leave immediately."

The day before yesterday, Brayden didn't tell the full story. Belle was so anxious that she took advantage of the absence of Olivia to ask Brayden more.

But he didn't tell her at all.

She had no choice but to stay at their home. She believed that Brayden would give in soon.

But Brayden didn't say anything from yesterday to today and he behaved as usual, which made her anxious.

Brayden was adding water to the pot and cooking seafood. Hearing Belle's words, he covered the lid and turned to look at her. "Mom, don't you believe me?"

Belle looked at the seriousness and absoluteness in his eyes and was discouraged. "It's not that I don't believe you. In fact, I'm worried."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Belle was still worried, and she continued, "Brayden, I know you have your own thought and would not change it easily, but could you please share it with me so I can stop worrying about you?" She just wanted to be relieved.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Brayden's eyes moved as if something flashed through his mind. He said, "Mom, I don't want anyone to know about this right now."

"Anyone."

Dinner was ready and they had dinner together.

After dinner, Belle asked them to go out for a walk.

She said she was here to disturb them, but it wasn't in fact.

Sending them out as well as Max, Belle closed the door and cleaned up the kitchen.

When the kitchen was clean, Belle sent a message to Cristina.

She was depressed and wanted to talk to Cristina.

Among the Westons, she had the best relationship with her aunt.

But it was still two or three o'clock in the morning in Hong Kong.

Her auntie couldn't see it.

She sent it in advance, and her aunt would reply it to her when she saw it.

Belle didn't expect that Cristina's call would come soon.

Belle was surprised and answered, "Auntie, did I wake you up?"

"No, I'm abroad. I'm in New York now. What's wrong with you?"

It turned out that she was in New York. Belle was relieved.

She thought she had woken her aunt up.

Belle said, "Auntie, I want to tell you something. I don't know what to do now."

"Well, say it. I happen to have time now."

"Yes."

Olivia and Brayden led Max out.

It was almost December now, and the weather was getting colder and colder.

Brayden put Olivia's hand in the pocket of his down jacket to keep her hand from getting cold.

Olivia said, "I called Mr. Smith today and I want to work tomorrow."

Brayden was not surprised by Olivia's words.

They all went out to play both yesterday and today, together with his mom.

These two days' holiday was precious for Olivia.

"Okay."

He had no objections.

Olivia blinked and looked at Brayden.

When Brayden saw Olivia looking at him with admiration, he said in a gentle voice. "What's wrong? Why do you suddenly look at me?"

Olivia shook his head. "You seem to be more and more tolerant."

He used to complain when she was in a rush to work, but now he didn't.

Brayden was helpless.

He was not tolerant, but he had no choice.

Olivia also knew this and looked at Brayden. "Brayden, you're so kind."

He was worthy of all the beautiful words in the world.

Brayden's heart beat slightly faster.

He clenched Olivia's hand and his eyes darkened. "Olivia, I'm only kind to you."

She was the only one.

Olivia smiled.

The next morning, Brayden sent Olivia to the company.

Olivia said, "Don't bother to bring me lunch."

"It's okay. I'll make the arrangements."

Olivia was helpless. "Drive carefully."

"Okay."

Olivia unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car.

Brayden watched her go in. Even though Olivia's figure had disappeared, he didn't leave.

He wanted to be at Olivia's side all the time, or he wanted Olivia to stay at his side all the time.

But it wasn't feasible.

This was impossible.

Unless...

A strange look appeared in Brayden's eyes, and he quickly looked back and started the car.