Chapter 218 - Anger Management (2/2)

He thought, that flight sure messed up with his system for he'd been feeling parched ever since he woke up that morning.

Across from him, Maxen peered down on Olivia and urged her, ”Show him our photo in the marriage bureau.”

It didn't take a minute for Olivia to find the photo, it was in her favorite album anyway. Facing the screen towards Oliver's face, she smiled.

As if on cue, the car pulled over the roundabout of the hotel and Uncle Jin alighted the car to open the passenger seat door but just as he did, he witnessed Oliver lunging towards Maxen with a ready punch.

”Ollieeee, no,” Olivia pleaded, closing her eyes in terror when she saw the promise of death in Ollie's eyes.

Her reflex made her hug Maxen to shield him from her brother. But Maxen was quicker than her. He caged her in his embrace receiving Ollie's deathly grip on his suit jacket.

If not for Maxen's training in the military and the fact that Oliver was a brother to him, he could easily fling the latter but chose not to.

It was just another episode of Ollie's rage, Maxen thought. So he pushed Oliver away from him with all his might, the muscles on his forearm embossed his skin.

”Ollie. Ollie.” Maxen's voice was rough and penetrating. It was enough to snap Ollie from his fit of rage.

”Ollie, please, stop it,” Olivia pleaded. She reached out to Ollie and his head snapped to Olivia's slender fingers that were peeling him from Maxen's body.

”Fuuuuuuuck!” Ollie cursed as he shoved Maxen away from him. ”The f.u.c.k were you thinking, Max?!”

”You're the one who has anger management issues, Ollie! You almost killed my husband!” Olivia snapped at her brother before moving her gaze to check on Maxen.

Maxen mouthed, ”I'm okay.” Those two words reassured Olivia and calmed her down.

”If you think eloping is romantic, then think again. Where is the sincerity in that? You are special, Olivia, and you deserve your dream wedding.”

”Ollie…” Olivia huffed, out of words to tell her brother. She was still shaking with fear. That was the first time she saw a different side of Ollie and she didn't want to ever see it again. ”I asked him to marry me. Don't put the blame on him.”

Swallowing nothing but air in her dry throat, Olivia fixed her gaze on Oliver who combed his disheveled hair with his fingers. He then cupped the back of his head, taking in deep breaths and murmuring words Olivia couldn't comprehend.

Just who was the Ollie she saw? And why was Maxen relaxed about it?