Olivia sobbed so hard that she could hardly catch her breath.
A beauty like her looked more pitiful when crying.
Meanwhile, the person who made her cry was just right in front of her.
It put Warren in a difficult position.
Unless she was an actress, she wouldn't have been able to fake such tears.
"Don't cry. We can't bring the dead back to life. I'm so sorry for your loss."
Choking with tears, Olivia wiped her tears off with a tissue. She apologized, "Sorry for raining on your parade. It's just that … whenever I think about my friend …"
He handed her a few more tissues and comforted her.
The sound of her crying gradually softened.
She caressed Warren's head. "I have a long route ahead. I have to take it somewhere farther to fulfill our promise."
"You said you have kids, so are you married? If so, I don't think it's a good idea that we're meeting alone."
The glint in her eyes dimmed. "No, I lost them, and I'm divorced."
Before she could continue her sad story, a man in white gradually came closer to them.
Henry gritted his teeth. "Ms. Fordham, I've been looking for you! Where did you hide Everly—"
Before he could finish, Olivia threw the tablecloth at him and grabbed Warren's sleeve. "Run!"
Warren, who didn't know what was going on, ran along with her.
Olivia informed the incoming waiter, "The person behind us will foot the bill."
Henry, the neat freak, was busy cleaning himself up. At the same time, the waiter grabbed him so that he wouldn't run away without paying the money.
"Damn it!" he thought.
Henry watched her escape. A moment later, something crossed his mind.
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