Reborn wife novel (Olivia and Bruce) novel Chapter 3

When she got home, Olivia sneezed.

Angry and distressed, her mother, Madam Enya, rounded on her.

"Olivia, did that Leonard kid bully you again?" she asked forcefully.

"Look at you.You're soaked.Why didn't he take care of you? He didn't even take you back home."

The old Olivia would have found any excuse to defend Leonard.

She would find things to praise and glorify him, just to make her family accept and like him.She would even talk back if she heard them talking ill of him.

Because of this, she got into countless fights with her family.

But the current Olivia would not.

She knew now that Leonard Tubman was not good for her.

She mostly felt guilty.

To her, it would be better to listen to her mother's nagging voice all day long than face that cold tombstone from her previous life.

Thinking of this, she wrinkled her nose.

She turned and hugged Madam Enya's arm and snuggled up to her mother's body, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin.

"Mom” she said, looking up.

"I want to...I want to break off the engagement."

Madam Enya was stunned.

"Break off the engagement?"

She had fully expressed her opposition against the whole thing in the past, but Olivia was so infatuated she would never listen to any of her advice.

And now she wanted to cancel the engagement herself? "Oh, my dear Olivia...Have you thought it through? Will you not regret it in the future?"

"Absolutely not.’ Olivia smiled.

"In this world, there are many good men, and Leonard is not one of them."

Her words were harsh, but she was certain it was true.

Madam Enya was ecstatic; she felt as if there was something different about her daughter like she had grown up in an instant.

"Go take a bath?” she told her.

"Then drink some ginger tea after.Don't wait for the cold to come tomorrow.’’ She looked at her from head to toe.

"We still need to give you medicine; even though it's a minor sprain, we can't just ignore treating it."

"Alright” Olivia obediently replied.

She was then supported by the servants as she shuffled up the stairs.

When she passed by Oscar's room, she decided to enter.

Her eight-year-old brother scrambled to hide his game console under the bed.

"Rude” he grumbled.

"Why didn't you knock?"

She did not say anything and just looked at her younger brother.

Her gaze was gentle, filled with love and affection.

In her previous life, he had been poisoned until he became mute.

Looking at him now, healthy and robust, she knew he would be strong when he got older.

She would take care of him and protect him from any sort of danger.

How could she even argue with him now? Oscar felt uncomfortable under her silent stare.

"Why are you So quiet today?" he muttered.

"Were you bullied again?"

She wanted to hug and kiss him, like what she did to her mother earlier.

And when her father got home from work, she would do those things to him, too.

It was really strange.