When she was young, she fell in love with a man and tried her best to confess her feelings, only to be rejected. Later, the man she liked left and died. She was jealous of Nevaeh, but she was also one of the few people who helped Nevaeh during the catastrophe.
Selena remained silent.
Milana's actions contradicted the ideological education she had received since childhood. She couldn't understand what it felt like to love a man to the point of losing oneself. She didn't understand, but she wouldn't judge either.
Milana seemed to know what she was thinking and took the white mountain tea from her hand with a half-smile. "When you truly fall in love with someone in the future, you'll understand..."
She jumped off the wicker chair, put on her shoes, glanced at Selena, and said, "I have something related to your father, but you can only come to me to get it after you've avenged the Turner family."
After speaking, she turned and left.
Selena wasn't surprised at all. After all, Milana had lived for twenty years longer than her and had an obsession and perseverance that ordinary people could not reach. Even if she had once been a simple-minded lover, she had become deep after twenty years of wind and rain.
Selena took her eyes back and just turned around when she was stunned.
Leia was standing on the side of the road not far away, looking a bit cautious.
Selena's gaze fell on the person standing beside her. Under the dim street lamp, the man stood at the end of the road, his expression hidden in the darkness, somewhat blurry.
His deep black eyes stared at her motionlessly, with darkness, allure, and a faint sense of oppression.
Selena sensed something unusual and walked over quietly. "What are you doing here?"
Immediately, she frowned.
On a winter night, Osvaldo wore only a black shirt, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing a slender and pale wrist. It looked like he was in a hurry to leave and forgot to wear clothes.
Selena walked over and took his hand, leading him in the direction of the banquet hall. Osvaldo's gaze fell on the two hands holding each other's, and after a moment, he lowered his eyelashes.
Selena led him into a lounge and made a phone call to the butler to bring Osvaldo's coat. After hanging up the phone, she turned around and said to him, "Wait here for me. I'll go get you a cup of hot water."
When she was holding his hand just now, she noticed that his palms were ice-cold.
As Selena took a step forward, two hands suddenly reached out from behind and hugged her waist tightly. "Selena..."
Selena was stunned. With her back pressed against the man's chest, she looked at the two arms wrapped around her waist and put her hands on the man's hands, struggling to break free.
Osvaldo's breath hitched, and he instinctively wanted to pull her back into his arms. But Selena turned around, facing him with a pair of clear black eyes, staring at his face with some confusion. "What's wrong?"
Osvaldo's lips were slightly pale, and he met her gaze but turned his face slightly.
Selena lifted her hand, holding his chin and getting closer to stare at him. "Milana didn't tell me anything. She just reminded me to be careful of the Poole family."
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The readers' comments on the novel: Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh
From the beginning of the story to page 148, the plot is just going in circles about fighting. So ridiculous and waste of time to read! I have no patience for these kind stories. Be more creative if you’re planning to write a book/story!!!...
Beautiful story...