That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

The turbulence gradually subsided, but Olivia’s mind was a blank.

It wasn’t until the plane safely landed that Olivia slowly came back to her senses. Thinking about the earlier scene still left her somewhat frightened.

“I told you, we would land safely,” Victor’s ambiguous voice sounded in her ear. “But now that we’ve landed, Miss Prescott, can you let go of me?”

Olivia was taken aback.

She had been so panicked earlier that she almost forgot the person next to her.

But let go of him? What was this man talking about?

As she was bewildered, something seemed to move in her left hand.

Olivia looked down and saw that where their seats met, her hand was tightly clasped with Victor’s.

To be precise, she was gripping his hand so tightly that her fingerprints were visible on his large hand. Her hand had even become stiff from the force, so much so that she hadn’t noticed it until now.

Seeing their clasped hands, Olivia was stunned for a few seconds before she suddenly let go of his hand as if she had been electrocuted.

Victor chuckled, unsurprised.

It wasn’t until she withdrew her hand that Olivia realized she had broken out in a cold sweat, and her palm was clammy.

Realizing this, Olivia instinctively glanced at the man beside her, only to see him taking a tissue from the side and leisurely wiping his palm.

There was no doubt that his palm was covered in sweat from her grip.

Olivia felt a wave of embarrassment.

As she calmed down, Victor’s earlier comforting words gradually resurfaced in Olivia’s mind.

Despite wanting to distance herself from him, Olivia couldn’t help but feel grateful that he had been there for her…

Coming back to her senses, Olivia looked seriously at the person beside her. “Thank you for comforting me earlier. Otherwise…”

Victor threw away the tissue he had used to wipe his sweat and turned to meet her gaze. He immediately noticed the cold sweat still on Olivia’s forehead and frowned slightly.

Olivia thought he was concerned about her attitude and bit her lip, feeling a bit at a loss.

She should have treated Victor as a stranger, but this person had just comforted her when she needed it most. She couldn’t bring herself to be cold towards him.

As she was lost in thought, two tissues were handed to her, and Victor’s voice followed. “Wipe your sweat. Your forehead is covered in it. The plane has landed now, there’s no need to be afraid anymore.”

It took Olivia a few seconds to react. She raised her hand to take the tissues and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Then she looked at Victor again. “Thank you very much for earlier. It was my first time encountering such a situation, and I lost my composure.”

Victor raised an eyebrow indifferently. “And then? Just a verbal thank you?”

Olivia frowned slightly, looking at Victor with difficulty. “Mr. Leer, how do you want me to thank you?”

Hearing her cold address, Victor’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “I hope you won’t avoid me anymore. Can you do that? I remember you said our relationship is that of strangers. Miss Prescott shouldn’t have to keep avoiding a stranger.”

Hearing this, Olivia was stunned for a few seconds and lowered her eyes without responding.

She was indeed very grateful to Victor for what had happened this time, but she would still maintain the necessary distance.

Seeing her attitude, Victor was silent for a few seconds before standing up from his seat with a blank expression and said coldly, “If you can’t do that, then forget it.”

With that, he stepped off the plane.