He Clings to Me Every Night

Chapter 483: 483: Olivia Jenkins runs into Daniel Marshall

Daniel’s face turned solemn. He only glanced at it, but he couldn’t ignore the voices coming from the video.

It was clear that the three women were having the time of their lives.

With him, Daniel, not by her side, Olivia Jenkins must be so happy.

She’d probably forgotten about him by now.

Daniel’s body stiffened suddenly; his handsome features as cold as frost, “I’m not going, you guys can go if you want! It’s a gathering of three women. Why disturb them?”

Adam Howard and Martin Wallace exchanged a knowing glance, their inner thoughts ringing the same tune: He’s too concerned about his pride!

In reality, his heart had probably already flown to them!

Jordan’s inky eyes dimmed as he turned to look at Adam and Martin, “Are you guys going or not? I don’t mean anything by it, I’m just going for a hot spring bath. It’s cold, soaking in a hot spring will help to relieve fatigue.”

Without missing a beat, Martin subtly kicked Adam under the table.

Immediately, Adam looked at Martin baffled, “I’m sorry, Jordan. We’re not going, we’ve already made plans for tomorrow.”

Jordan let out a sigh, “Fine, I won’t go either, tomorrow I’ll accompany Chloe Lee for shopping.”

Daniel picked up his cocktail glass, “Come, let’s drink. This is a men’s gathering. Be smart and stop talking about women. Why should our actions be dictated by them?”

Jordan nodded, “Alright, no more talk, let’s drink!”

Abigail Anderson had a live streaming session tonight, so they returned in the afternoon.

Upon returning to the lakeside villa at Pearl Lake, Olivia didn’t see Daniel and didn’t ask about him.

Mrs. is back. Risking termination, Auntie Jane whispered to Madam, “Mr. Jenkins was drunk last night; Mr. Howard brought him home.”

Olivia knitted her brows but her beautiful face didn’t show any trace of emotions. She looked at Jane calmly, “He’s an adult, he knows what he’s doing, Auntie Jane, you don’t need to worry about him. Besides, isn’t Simon Howard with him? He’ll be fine.”

“But… in all the years I’ve worked here, it’s the first time I’ve seen the young master that drunk.”

“Auntie Jane, Daniel will know his limits, you really don’t need to worry about him. What sort of adversities has Daniel not faced? It’s nothing to him!”

Having said her piece, Olivia headed upstairs, leaving Jane behind, words unsaid.

It seems the disagreement between the master and madam is more severe than a mere dispute.

She isn’t sure how long this cold war will last.

Auntie Jane sighed and shook her head.

After a nap, Olivia craved roasted sweet potatoes. She drove her car out and did not call Valerie Howard to accompany her.

Moreover, the car she drove was her unassuming little sedan.

It’s Sunday, in the afternoon, and the night market is already bustling with people.

There weren’t any parking spaces nearby, so she parked her car at a nearby plaza and walked over.

Suddenly, she spotted a figure resembling Daniel’s at the entrance of a milk tea shop.

Caught off guard, Olivia stopped still, standing right behind a parked car nearby.

Unconsciously, Olivia stared with wide eyes, completely entranced by the figure that so strongly resembled Daniel.

Upon closer inspection, it really was Daniel. Olivia saw a young woman crying in Daniel’s arms.

Not only did Daniel not push her away, but he also gently embraced her, lightly patting her back.

Judging by the woman’s plain clothes, Olivia was sure this woman wasn’t Jay Bennett.