Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend novel (Olivia and Aaron) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200 I Fled

The place where Aaron’s hand touched was numb. But my heart gradually sank. Did Aaron think that was why I came to him?

“Why are you looking at me like this? Am I wrong?” Aaron was still smiling, but there was no warmth in his blue eyes, and the words he said were even colder and more ruthless, “Vincent can’t satisfy you, or have you become addicted to cheating for excitement?”

I took a deep breath, held back the tears that were about to fall, and asked him seriously, “Is it really what you think of me?”

“Or what? What else should I think of you?” Aaron chuckled as if he had heard a very funny joke, “Aren’t you just such a woman?”

I hadn’t expected that I turned out to be such an unbearable woman in Aaron’s heart.

All the courage I had mustered up today was shattered at this moment.

Tears rolled down the corners of my eyes. I stubbornly

straightened my back and looked up at Aaron, “Do you have to say that about me?”

Could it be that I was a despicable woman in his heart?

Seeing my tears fall, Aaron narrowed his eyes and suddenly tightened his grip on my shoulder.

Two seconds later, he shrugged slightly, “Okay, I was wrong.”

His apology was so perfunctory. At least, I didn’t feel his sincerity at all. However, when Aaron reached out to wipe my tears, I seemed to see his distress in a trance.

When his warm fingers touched my cheeks, I felt so sad that I burst into tears.

Aaron suddenly picked me up and strode towards the sofa. He let me sit on his lap, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the corners of my eyes.

I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but tears kept flowing down my face.

“Did Vincent bully you?” Aaron asked me suddenly.

I felt the weight of his grip on my arm, and I suddenly had an illusion that if I said yes, Aaron would probably go after Vincent.

But, after returning from Las Vegas, I never met Vincent again. I had been living in a mess every day, and I didn’t have time to think about Vincent at all.

I shook my head, “No, we…”

We hadn’t met at all.

“That’s right.” He looked very understanding, “You and he are newlyweds, a happy and loving couple. Where did he get the time to bully you?”

Why was he always stubbornly trying to tie me and Vincent together? I had nothing to do with Vincent! I wanted to explain, but Aaron suddenly asked me, “Are you done crying?”