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Chapter 1162 I’ll Stay Here and Watch You
Lo and behold, he found Olivia squatting on the floor silently, glaring daggers at him while
holding herself.
Eugene was startled by her piercing gaze, wondering what was wrong. I didn't do anything
to upset her, did I?
Though perplexed, he pulled her up and asked, "Why are you squatting on the ground?"
"Look!" Olivia glared at him, her anger evident as she pulled down the neckline of her
nightgown.
Eugene followed her gaze and was taken aback by the numerous bruises on her fair neck
and chest. "How did it get so severe?"
He didn't exert much force, did he? Was her skin just too delicate? This horrifying sight
would make someone think she had suffered from domestic violence. No matter how he
tried to defend himself, those marks on her neck were indeed his handiwork.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn truth, he was somewhat pleased deep down; it was like he had left his mark on her. Of
course, he couldn't say that aloud, or the young woman would explode in anger.
Feeling guilty, he rubbed his nose nervously. "What's your plan?"
"How am I supposed to know what to do?!" Olivia barked at him, her anger still lingering.
"You did it on purpose, didn't you?! You want to embarrass me in front of your
grandfather!"
Eugene wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. He could only placate her gently, saying, "Of
course not. It's my fault. I won't kiss your neck again." As he spoke, he tried to embrace
her. However, Olivia slapped his hand away angrily, saying, "Again?! Fat chance! Get
ready to spend the rest of your life with your right hand!"
Shocked, Eugene quickly held her tightly and said, "Darling, isn't this a bit too serious?"
"Let go of me!" exclaimed Olivia as she struggled. "How do you expect me to face people
like this?!"
"How about you cover them up with makeup?" Eugene suggested after thinking for a
moment.
Olivia finally calmed down a little, thinking his suggestion was plausible. With that, she
wriggled out of his embrace, grabbed her foundation, and patted it on her neck.
Eugene, of course, walked over attentively and offered his help, saying, "Let me. I can see
them better."
He naturally took over, bowing his head to apply the makeup onto her neck. His
movements were a bit clumsy, but his expression was exceptionally earnest.
Olivia cooperated by tilting her head back, but over time, it became tiring, and her neck
began to feel sore.
At that, Eugene set down the compact powder, then placed his hands under Olivia's
armpits and lifted her, seating her on the vanity.
"Wrap your arms around my waist. Tilting your head back won't be so tiring."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOlivia did so, and indeed, it felt much better.
As he applied the powder, she openly stole glances at him. She couldn't help but admit
that this man was incredibly handsome from every angle. With a strong jawline and
defined facial features, he exuded a powerful and masculine aura.
No wonder the boys are all so good-looking. Looks like they take after their father.
She gradually tightened her grip on him and even nestled her head in his arms.
Eugene set aside the items in his hands and leaned down to give her a kiss on the
forehead. "There, take a look. Does it look alright?"
Olivia turned her head and took a glance. It was just passable; if one didn't look too
closely, it would be fine, but upon closer inspection, the bruises were still visible.
Eugene nudged her forehead gently, apologizing, "I'm really sorry, baby. I lack experience
in this. It won't happen again."
Olivia pouted and glared at him. "Alright, now go away. I need to do my makeup so that
my neck doesn't stand out so much."
Eugene let out a sigh of relief, believing Olivia wasn't angry anymore. "You do your
makeup, and I'll stay here and watch you," he responded obediently.
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