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Chapter 1065 Wandering Thoughts
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Azalea staggered under the force of the slap but this time, she didn't cry out in pain, nor did she offer any
explanation or attempt to evade. She came back to the exact same spot she stood in with determination.
She could understand how Olivia felt.
Olivia didn't waste time talking either as she delivered another slap in full force that made her palm tingle with
numbness.
Azalea, knowing she deserved the beating, remained silent.
If it weren't for her, Eugene wouldn't have been injured, let alone come close to death. She could have kept Eugene
grateful toward her for the rest of his life, but she had chosen the path of self-destruction instead.
After Olivia continuously slapped her four more times, Azalea finally whispered, "I'm sorry."
Her tears started to fall.
She truly felt the weight of her guilt. She knew she owed them an apology.
It was all her fault for being so unbelievably stupid by creating this tragic drama entirely on her own. Whatever
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpunishment she received, she deserved it. But not only that, her actions had brought suffering upon Eugene and
even Olivia.
However, she would rather keep this incident buried deep within her heart, or Eugene would end up hating her to
the core.
This was also the reason Olivia had hit her. If Azalea hadn't constantly brought up being Eugene's life savior, they
wouldn't have devised such a foolish plan that ended up with Eugene being hospitalized.
But she didn't want to bring up this matter. Eugene would seek her out in due time. She merely asked, "How did
Eugene get hurt?"
"My hands were bound when I was pushed off the container. Eugene also jumped down after that, but I had already
been washed away by the waves and was slowly sinking by then. He only found me when we were some distance
away from where we fell. And just as he was undoing the rope on my wrists, that man suddenly appeared behind
him and stabbed him."
As Azalea spoke, her words became incoherent because of how hard she was sobbing.
"Eugene had to drag me along while fighting that man because I can't swim. He even got injured. I thought of
ending my life right there and then, but Eugene wouldn't let me. They fought in the sea for a long, long time until
that man had no strength left to fight back. But Eugene began to sink little by little due to excessive bleeding. Still,
he tried his best to hold onto me so that I wouldn't fall. I could only watch as he used up his last bit of strength and
sank…"
Olivia's eyes looked like they were covered in a layer of frost when she glared at Azalea. "Eugene has paid you back
for the life he owed you. We don't want to see your face again from now on."
She immediately turned around and left after saying that.
On the other hand, Azalea covered her face and squatted on the ground as she wailed.
She and Eugene had come to a complete end.
The last time Eugene used her as part of his scheme in Nambahd was just a pretense to deceive her father. That
man hadn't really done anything. But now that she had been sullied, she no longer deserved Eugene.
Olivia returned to the entrance of the operating room. As she looked at the thick, heavy door, mixed emotions filled
her chest. It was impossible for her to not feel anything.
Isn't Eugene risking his life to save Azalea a form of love? If not, what exactly is love? If I was the one who fell
today, would he have also jumped without hesitation?
Sitting on a chair, Olivia took a deep breath.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI have to stop thinking about this. Eugene is still in the operating room. Why am I letting my thoughts wander?
She knew very well that the detestable woman intentionally said those things to provoke her.
With that, she repeatedly brainwashed herself to now think about this matter.
But in reality, she couldn't get out of her thoughts for the next hour.
Fortunately, the surgery eventually ended, and Eugene was wheeled out of the operating room.
Olivia immediately approached the doctor. "Doctor, how did it go?"
The doctor replied, "Don't worry. The wound has been stitched up."
As Eugene had local anesthesia, he was conscious when he arrived in his ward.
When Olivia followed him to the ward, she saw him staring at her with a fawning smile on his face.
He probably feels guilty. After all, his jumping from the container is equivalent to him giving up on me and his sons.
Indeed, Olivia was mad. However, she couldn't hold him accountable for his actions when he was in his weakened
state.
Olivia returned to the entrance of the operating room. As she looked at the thick, heavy door, mixed emotions filled
her chest. It was impossible for her to not feel anything.
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