Definite Love: Always With You

Chapter 33 Drunk Driving

As soon as Olivia pushed the door open, the two old men surrounded her. Their eyes were full of

unconcealed worry, which made her feel sad all of a sudden. She held her parents in her arms and

smiled.

"Do you still remember to come back? Tell me, did you go to look for Flynn again? I have told you many

times that you are not suitable for each other. You just don't listen to me. This time, you even colluded

with Sylvia to cheat us. I really don't know what you are thinking. As a mother, you can't cheat me."

Olivia put down her bag and took her parents to sit down. She poured them a cup of tea, took out the

photo of her mother and her family and put it on the table.

The two old men looked at each other. Olivia's father couldn't help asking, "Missing?"

"I have an appointment with him at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. So don't worry. The thing about Flynn

has passed. I won't be unfilial in the future. "

The sudden change of Olivia caught the couple off guard, but they were happy to see the result. It also

proved that she had indeed gone to see the boy these days, making it clear to avoid any hidden trouble

in the future.

After returning to her cottage, Olivia took down the biscuit box from the bookshelf, which was filled with

memory when she was with Flynn.

Because she loved movies very much, she had the habit of collecting tickets. She had never left any

scenic spots she had visited during the summer and winter vacation, and of course, she had her

favorite invoice. In order to get the tickets, the shop had refused all the drinks. But the highest record of

such piety was ten dollars.

It was a popular photo sticker. The version was chosen by herself. She posted it on her mobile phones

and books happily.

Olivia flipped through a few pages casually, and the memory came to her mind. She wanted to clos it

directly and throw it away, but her hands still needed to open it. That period of youth was always very

precious. There was always a person accompanying you on the way through the scenery. When you

arrived at the station, someone would get out of the car, and someone would get in.

After twelve hours of sleep, Olivia stretched and got up. When her mother heard the noise in the room,

she quickly came in and said, "Oh, Olivia, you're awake. Hurry up and dress up. Aren't you going to

meet that person? I'll choose clothes for you."

It was only eight o'clock. "It's just eight. Don't worry."

"He is a good man. If he is good, you should date with him as soon as possible. Don't pick any good

man. Look at girl in the next building. She was very picky when she was young, and she preferred one

to another. This time, she is almost thirty-five years old and doesn't want to marry anyone. She keeps

dogs every day to play with."

Seeing her mother telling the stories of the people around her, Olivia was afraid that it would happen to

her. Olivia couldn't help but tease her mother, "Mom, how about I also raise a dog?"

After saying that, she slipped away. She picked up her phone and sent a WeChat message to her

Boss, "Boss, thank you for your vacation. I want to return the car after it is completed. When do you

have time?"?

She put down her phone and began to wash. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt that the quality of

sleep was important. She wouldn't feel tired on the second day if she didn't sleep all night at school.

Hearing the voice of WeChat, Olivia brushed his teeth with one hand and slid the phone with the other,

"VC is finally back. I will be laughed to death in two days.".

It suddenly occurred to him that Sylvia had changed a new car, and the color was only a little brighter. It

was true that it didn't match Mr. Dick's character. Then who could he rely on? He agreed to change the

car without looking at the other party's car.

"Well, how about half past nine?" He was in such a hurry that Olivia thought it would only take three

minutes to make an exchange on the way to the blind date. Otherwise, even if he went to work

tomorrow, Sylvia would have to use the car.

Her mother came with her and raised her eyebrows. Olivia said, "Why are you so late? You have Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

washed yourself and played with your phone. Hurry up. Don't be late. Girls can do it."

"Mom, don't worry, okay? Sylvia's car is here. I won't be late. " The morning at home was always busy.

Her mother was chattering like a shadow, afraid of leaving something behind. Today was a blind date,

and she was more excited than her daughter.

There was a row of clothes on the bed. It was obvious that it was her mother's choice. It could be said

that she was a good girl at first glance, which definitely met the elders' taste, but she was not going to

see man's parents.

Her mother came over and introduced them to her daughter one by one. She wondered why her

mother would wear this one. If her mother denied all of them, she would not care about herself.

"Then let's wear a black dress." Olivia thought it was a good idea to consider the opinions of her mom.

Otherwise, they would go to the meeting after putting on those clothes.

She put it on and walked around in front of her mother. Her mother nodded with satisfaction. "Well, put

on a light makeup. You will look more energetic."

It was nine twenty when she finished her dress and went out. She picked up her bag and left. "Dad,

mom, I'm leaving."

"You should slow down and drive carefully."

Sitting on the driver's seat of the Land Rover, Olivia took a deep breath. Her driving license was a

waste and she didn't dare to go on the road by herself. Yesterday, it was her friends who drove on the

expressway.

Anyway, if she didn't leave now, she would be late. It was not appropriate to let Dick wait.

After half a cup of coffee, Olivia hadn't shown up yet. She was so good that she had the ability to make

him wait. Fortunately, Dick was not busy today.

He dialed the number but didn't answer it. It was said that she went out and drove a car at the speed of

shopping. He couldn't help smiling. Yes, he had seen how fast she drove.

At last, Olivia was relieved. As soon as the red light passed, she turned a corner and arrived at the

station. The time was just right. She immediately gave the car to Dick and went on a blind date.

As the traffic turned around, the phone rang again, which made the woman nimble. No, what sound?

Oh, my God, the sound of two cars colliding with each other, and she stepped on the brake.

Damn it! It was all her fault. She answered the phone impatiently, "Can you stop urging me? I hit a car."

Hearing that, Dick's chin didn't drop. That was my car. Before I said anything, you lost your temper.

Dick asked calmly, "Tell me, where are you?"

"Opposite the cafe." Olivia was so annoyed that the driver had knocked on the door.

He almost spit out the coffee in his mouth. She had almost reached the cafe, but there was still a car

accident. Olivia was definitely a weirdo. It proved that there was something wrong with him to lend her

the car.

When he walked out of the coffee shop, Dick saw his car. It was not bad, but complete. When he

crossed the road, he saw the little woman arguing with others about responsibility. It sounded so

awkward. This flattering woman said that she was right, but she was afraid of offending others.

Seeing him, Olivia hurried over and pulled him to turn around. "Oh my God! The door of the Porsche is

out of shape. We turn the corner at the same time. He will catch me if he overtakes."

"The car has insurance. Why are you so nervous?" Looking at the scratch, Dick couldn't help laughing

and said, "I really doubt if you are drunk driving. It turns out like this even if you don't drink."

What was he talking about? He didn't solve the problem at all.

The driver walked over with dissatisfaction. "What about compensating me. I have something else to

do. I can handle by myself."

"How much you want?" Olivia asked with a lack of confidence. In fact, she couldn't remember whose

responsibility it was at that moment.

The man pointed at a finger, and Olivia manager was a little excited. "No problem with one thousand."