Chapter 268 - You Look Dehydrated (2/2)

Or maybe… deep inside her, she wanted to put Fiona in her rightful place.

So she added, ”I'd loved to go, but my husband and I have an early engagement tomorrow. Can't really be staying up late tonight.”

The ladies gasped with hands covering their agape mouths while Maxen snickered, scratching the skin above his eyebrow.

Nobody expected Olivia to be the one broadcasting her marriage when it was Maxen who couldn't keep his hands off of his wife yet kept mum about it.

”I didn't know you got married. Congratulations,” Fiona wished Olivia well. She was really surprised by the news and she subconsciously reached out for Olivia's hand, clasping it with hers.

A smile bloomed on Fiona's face, showcasing her pearly whites. If Olivia got hitched, it meant she was no longer seeing Maxen and he's currently out for the taking.

For a fleeting second, a spark of hope ignited in her c.h.e.s.t over the possibility of her spending the night with Maxen.

Fiona was snapped out of her daydreaming when the bell in her wrist made a funny sound.

”Have I told you how lovely this bracelet is?” Olivia asked, her fingers c.a.r.e.s.sing the multi-colored gemstones, each framed with a sparkling halo of diamonds.

She was not making things up, and really found the accessory lovely; however, she loathed the history of the bells that came with it.

”It's from my fa...father,” Fiona's voice died down as soon as her eyes zeroed in on the jewel adorning Olivia's ring finger. It was winking at Fiona as if mocking her.

The forest green stone winked at her, sparkling brighter than the crystal chandelier, shattering Fiona's rose-colored glasses into smithereens.

It was obvious that Olivia wanted to make a statement. So she did what needed to be done and put Fiona in her rightful place.

She needed to remind the actress that what she had with Maxen was nothing more than the tangling of sheets in the past.

Olivia felt Fiona's fingertips turned icy, and it was Olivia's telling sign that the latter got the memo to back off because she really didn't want to use force and scheming like what she had done to get back at those who wronged her.

”Oh, right.” Olivia finally let go of Fiona's hands. ”Now I remember noticing it way back in the elevator when we first met.”

Fiona didn't want to assume anything, so she just decided to play dumb that she didn't recognize the ring on Olivia's finger. ”Ye-yes,” Fiona stuttered.

With a practiced smile on her face that reached her ears, Fiona excused herself and walked towards the loo on shaky legs.

As if her embarrassment wasn't enough, just as she took a step away from Olivia, Fiona accidentally stepped on her gown, causing her to fall and drop to her knees.

”Oh my goodness, are you okay?” Ava worriedly asked, seeing Fiona's ashen face. She helped Fiona to get back on her feet.

”Of course. Thank you for your concern.” Fiona's eyes flitted to Ava and reassured the latter.

”Okay. Are you sure?”

”Yes, I'm a hundred percent sure.”

”Okay. Well, maybe you can rehydrate before going back on stage. You look dehydrated from too much speaking tonight.”

Fiona plastered a small on her face. She wanted the ground to swallow her but she had an event to finish tonight. Feeling the need to end their conversation, Fiona waved her hand, ”Thank you. Thank you. I won't hold you up any longer. But if you change your mind, just let me know.”

Soon, Olivia broke out in a laughter which made Ava's brows raise in confusion.

”What's going on?” Ava asked, folding her arms over her c.h.e.s.t. She didn't like feeling left out of the loop.

”You… you said… she looked dehydrated,” Emily managed to say. Her face was turning red from too much laughter.

”What's so funny about that? She does look dehydrated. I don't get it.”