Chapter 29 How Hateful

• Antonia Traver's POV
• Oliver looked the same as in my memories of him. He wore silver-rimmed glasses, and a gentle smile was always on his lips, which easily spread warmth to the people around him. However, his figure obviously appeared to be thinner than before. I wondered if he had been doing well after all these years.
• When I thought of the past, I couldn't help but feel my nose getting sore and my eyes turning red. Oliver was the man I used to love the most. He once said he would only marry me and was desperate to protect me and give me everything beautiful and warm in the world. Unfortunately, things had changed!