Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 3141: Chapter 3230: Hugging Olivia Lewis, Sobbing Uncontrollably

The man on the other end of the phone remained indifferent to her angry questioning, saying carelessly, "Ha, Lydia, are you really naive or just pretending? You’ve been in the entertainment industry for so long, don’t you know what kind of relationship we have? There’s no denying that you’re more interesting than I imagined. Originally, if not for today’s incident, I could have supported you for another year or two. But now that you’ve been played so thoroughly by others, I definitely wouldn’t want someone who has been worn by others. Of course, if you insist on throwing yourself at me, I might consider continuing to support you, depending on your performance."

"Scum!" she cursed with desperation, tears streaming down, "In your dreams! I’ll never go back. Now that you’ve said this much, it’s over between us. From now on, you go your way, I’ll go mine! I don’t need your support!"

She came from a middle-class family, where she was the only child cherished by her parents. Thinking of how she was deceived by a scumbag, used as a plaything, and discarded, it tore her apart, her chest burning as if on fire.

Initially, when she was with Fick, it was indeed partly because of his material conditions, but it was more genuine.

Her sincere feelings were trampled on like this, and just a moment ago, she was still thinking of him. She was prepared to give up her career just to protect him.

It felt as though her face was being slapped hard.

"I hope you get hit by a car and die soon!" Her character was much fiercer than her appearance, and she dared to curse directly over the phone.

After swearing, she decisively hung up, not afraid of offending Fick or surviving in the entertainment industry.

Lydia hung up the phone and could no longer control her emotions, breaking down into tears.

Scott was most afraid of seeing women cry; he had no solution to it. He could only glance at Adam and say, "Young Master Sinclair, what should we do now?"

Adam was also troubled; he’d console women before because he was single. Now that he was secretly married to Olivia Lewis, he wasn’t willing to engage in ambiguous activities like this.

He thought for a moment and then said to Scott, "Give me a moment."

He went out and made a phone call. When he returned, Lydia was still crying desperately as if she wasn’t the strong woman who cursed the scumbag to die.

Scott, his head hurting from the noise, seeing him return, quickly said, "Young Master Sinclair, could you please keep an eye on Miss Lydia? I’ll go report the situation here to Lord."

"OK."

Scott left Adam there to watch over Lydia, and Adam truly just stood by her, without offering any comfort. He let Lydia cry and vent, showing an attitude that he wouldn’t intervene as long as she didn’t do anything foolish.

Half an hour later.

Olivia Lewis rushed over in her car.

"Where is she?"

She burst in, seeing Lydia sobbing, and glared at the man who had no reaction, then walked over, patting the crying woman’s shoulder, "Alright, it’s okay now, let’s get you home."

Lydia’s eyes were swollen from crying. Upon seeing Olivia, her tears flowed even more. Unexpectedly, she leapt into Olivia’s arms, "Senior Olivia, I..."

"I" this and "I" that for a long time, yet she didn’t know where to begin explaining her ordeal to Olivia tonight.

"I know, I know. It’s okay now." Olivia gently hugged her, softly patting her back to help her calm down, while soothing her in a quiet tone.

In Olivia’s embrace, Lydia cried to the point of being unable to catch her breath, as if she wanted to release all her grievances. She cried for another ten minutes before letting go.