It was a misty snowing day. People rarely treaded here and there were few cars passing here. There
was also a lake nearby. The whole nature was kept in original.
Suddenly, she got a feeling of walking in the snow. However, when she ran to the first floor, she found
that the door was locked. He was jailing her for sure.
She went back to the study room asking him for the key. He looked at her,"Are you going to confess
your crime now?"
"Confess my ass. Am I not allowed to have a look at the snow view in the outside?"
"It's the same standing there."Alan pointed the window.
"It's no fun if I only look. I'd like to play with snow."She would like to make a huge snowman and write a
few words on it.
"Your hand would be frostbitten."That was a good reason to refuse her.
Olive snorted,"You are afraid of me to escape, aren't you? I would just play in the yard and you can just
watch me here. I can't race your car by my legs no matter what, isn't it?"
Alan touch his chin. He seemed considering the reliability of her words. Finally, he said,"Go ahead.
Don't play for too long."
The door was an automatic smart door. He did not give her any key but when she got to the door again,
the door was opened easily.
Olive ran to the snowfield chilling in the cold wind. In fact, she just disliked staying inside the house.
The man was so good at psywar making her volition collapse a little by a little.
Alan stood at the window in silent watching her playing with snow in the yard. She warmed her hand by
her breath ever and again. Such a girl doing evil to herself since she was freezing herself playing with
snow rather than staying in the warm house.
But he just could not bear to let her down since he saw that she was having fun.
The snowman was properly shaped when the head and the body was combined.
She ran back to inside looking for something. She even took out the vegetables like potato, carrot and
chili he prepared for the dinner making them the eyes, nose and mouth of the snowman.
Olive finally made a few words with spinach leaves: Alan son of a bitch.
Alan lifted the corner of his lips. How dared her abusing him? Such a ballsy girl. It would see later if she
was still arrogant like this.
When he got to the downstairs, she was squatting and drawing a circle with a tree branch again and
again unconsciously. She raised her head looking at the front sometimes with a perplexed expression.
She frowned and it was not sure what she was planning in her mind.
He got close her in silent and suddenly said,"Is that very fun abusing people?"
Olive was frightened and she fell on the ground. She grabbed the snow and threw it to him,"You scared
me!"
"How could you be scared if you are not guilty?" He looked at her with a playful expression.
"You are always right anyway!"She was annoyed drawing meaningless circles on the snowfield again.
She asked,"Have you checked out from the hotel?"
Her tone was like hoping him to leave as soon as possible. Alan was not happy when he heard it. But
never mind, he would have the evidence very soon and she could not escape from him no matter how
stubborn she was.
"There are too many people in the hotel anyway. It's quieter here and it's a better place to talk."He
looked at her with a meaningful sight.
Olive suddenly felt nervous in her mind. He was like holding the ticket to victory and she would be
doomed if she doesn't confess.
She did think about confess. It would not be a lie since he had kept finding her for five years. Perhaps,
he bowed to necessity engaging with Ophelia. She would not know without Susie's reminding that Alan
and Ophelia were looked appropriate, but they already fell apart in their minds.
In fact, it was a truth. Why Ophelia was afraid of that her existing would ruin their relationship if Alan
treated her well just like media said.
Real gold did not afraid of fire. A true love would not be ruined by others. What Ophelia did was just
proving her fear and the position of Olivia in Alan's heart.
Olivia's mind was complex now. Half sunny, half rainy.
"Don't squat too long. It's bad for your health."Alan pulled her standing up and he felt that her finger
was very cold,"See, you are frozen like ice. You have played enough and abused me. Would you like to
get inside now?"
"Ok."She lowered her head letting him hold her hand walking to the house.
His hand was so warm. She scratched on his hand gently and the little movement did not escape from
him. He stopped his steps and turned around,"Would you like to say something to me?"
Olivia suddenly thought that would it be too late if she could not endure and confess at the last minute?
In fact, there was a little devil living in her mind, too. She loved teasing him five years ago.
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