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Fit For Your Love (Olivia and Everett)

Chapter 334
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Olivia’s phone rang.She looked at Preston’s name on the screen and was helpless.She couldn’t speak, but Mr.Smith called her.

The nurse locked over and asked, “Miss Hadley, do you want me to answer it for you?”

“Yes”

Olivia gave the phone to the nurse and wrote on the paper, “Press the speakerphone button”

The nurse pressed the speakerphone button.

Preston’s voice came, “Olivia, what’s wrong with you?”

The nurse looked al Olivia.

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Olivia showed the nurse Lhe written words.

The nurse said.

“Miss Hadley can’t speak now.She asked you to lexl her.”

Preston listened to the strange voice and looked at the email sent by Olivia again.

“Mr.Smith, I have an accident.I can’t speak.I may be discharged in about a week and come back to Paris.Please text me and I will reply to your text.”

Preston said, “Okay, I’ll text her.The phone was hung up.”

The nurse handed the phone to Olivia.Olivia smiled at the nurse with grateful eyes.She received Preston’s text soon.

“How could there be an accident?”

“I don’t know, but Mr.Smith, you can rest assured that I’m ok.I’ll be fine in a few days.”

As long as the wound on her neck healed, she could be discharged.

She had asked the doctor that it would only take a week to heal.

Preston frowned at the text.

The phone was answered this time.

“Hello, Mr.Smith.”

Davis’s voice came reston asked, “Is Mr.Weston on the plane again?”

“Yes.”

Everett turned his phone because he was on a plane the most of time.

“Okay, I can’t contact him.But I guess you can answer my question too.”

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“Mr.Smith, I’m happy to hear your question”

“Are Everctt and Melody really going to have a wedding?”

He didn’t believe Internet gossip.He would not believe it unless Everett said it himself.

But Davis became silent after hearing this question.

“Why is this fake?”

Davis said, “Mr.Smith, I think you’d better ask Mr.Weston about this.”

He didn’t know how to answer the question.

Preston frowned.

“So it seems to be true”

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