The green surgery light finally turned red!
Olivia Lewis was also driven out of the operating room.
She swiftly signed her name on the surgery consent form brought by the nurse and pressed her fingerprint, then sat down on a chair nearby, her gaze fixated on the ring on her finger, her expression dazed.
Enna Clark sat next to her, not knowing how to comfort her, and could only pat her shoulder silently.
"Enna, he's such a jerk! How could I be so unlucky to meet such a hateful man! I must have dug up his ancestors' graves in my past life to encounter him in this life. Why am I so unlucky? Why did I get involved with him?" Olivia Lewis wrapped her arms around her knees, burying her head between them, she suddenly said.
Enna Clark's eyes were full of worry and she said softly, "I'm sorry, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have met him..."
In the end, if it weren't for her and Baron Lawrence, Olivia wouldn't have met Adam Sinclair and gone through so much.
