Chapter 652

Stepping outside, they both sat on a stone bench under the soft glow of a nearby streetlamp, which highlighted Oliver's stern features.

"What's the deal with you and Livia?" Oliver asked.

Finley frowned. "Did Livia talk to Josefina, and then Josefina sent you to confront me?"

"Finley, don't flatter yourself. I came here because I can't stand it anymore. Livia lost her memory, and you treated her like a rebound. That's really low, man."

Finley looked a bit embarrassed.

"I didn't know she was friends with Josefina. Plus, Livia seemed pretty into me. We dated, it didn't work out, and we broke up. Why is it such a big deal to you?"

"And what about Shay?"

"Shay and I are seeing where things go. She wants to take it slow, see if we're compatible. If it works out, we'll be together. I've already told Livia to block me so we don't bother each other."

Finley's casual attitude made it seem like nothing significant had happened between him and Livia.

Oliver stared at Finley's face so intently that it made him uneasy.

"Oliver, why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?"

Oliver chuckled coldly. "I see two words written all over your face: 'fool'."

Oliver stood up to leave, having no more to say.

Finley and Livia were truly over, and he hoped Finley wouldn't regret it.

Josefina had just finished showering when Oliver called.

"I went to see Finley. He said he's cleared things up with Livia, and they'll stay out of each other's way from now on."

Josefina was silent.

“He makes it sound so easy. He saves Livia just to hurt her? Finley is such a jerk. I could explode."

Oliver, trying to hold back a laugh, gently comforted her. "He'll definitely regret how he treated Livia today."

"He better

gret it! Shay is just

playing him like a fiddle, and he's et

there thinking she'll fall for him!"

Josefina snapped coldly

"You're right," Oliver agreed, chuckling softly.

"Oliver, I'm gonna hang up now. I need some peace."

...

Josefina tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

As she turned over, she heard a faint noise.

The bedside lamp cast a warm yellow light, and Josefina saw a tall figure approaching her.

"Oliver, what are you doing here so late?"

Oliver, in his pajamas, strode over and lay down on the bed.

"You were upset, so of course, I had to come over and cheer you up."

Josefina couldn't help but laugh as she tried to push him away. "Oliver""" us is my room. Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Don't worry, I was careful. No one will notice," Oliver assured confidently.

Josefina was exasperated. He wouldn't dare use the door, only choosing to climb over the wall.

"Josie, don't be mad anymore. The thing with Livia was an accident. We can't control the outcome of that situation. Since Finley won't bother Livin anymore, think she'll getover It'soon.

Josefina wasn't having any of it. "How can you be so sure she'll get over it quickly?"

Oliver was blunt. “Should she keep pining over someone who's not worth it?"

In Oliver's view, that was illogical.

Just as Josefina was about to reply, her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Josefina's nerves involuntarily tensed...