Chapter 238: Where’s your car
Kenzo’s lips pressed into a thin line. "I didn’t say a word when she’s engaged with a scum like Vincent Hale. But now that I know she’s with a man who sounds like a decent man, I don’t want to trouble her."
"We’ve been friends for a long time. And in her eyes, I am that male friend who never tries to be anything else," he added quietly. "I’d rather keep it that way than burden her with feelings that shouldn’t have existed. Especially when she’s free from all the feelings of those lunatics of her friends."
"I’m just saying." Olivia shrugged. "If you think you won’t regret it in the future, then do what you think is right."
Regret?
Kenzo had always regretted doing the subtle wooing back in college. He used to leave love letters and gifts in her locker back in college. Although he knew his words of admiration toward Fil flattered her, he knew it wasn’t enough for her to reconsider with Vincent in the picture. Therefore, Kenzo told himself he would confess once he found an opening.
He never found the opening. Or rather, their friendship became so strong that he was afraid his romantic feelings would get in the way. Before he knew it, here he was, still standing at a safe distance while rooting for her from behind the scenes.
"At this point, all I wish is that whoever this man she’s with would love her the way she deserved to be loved," he expressed sincerely with a tinge of sadness. "Because if not, I might as well take the risk." — or not.
Olivia assessed his side profile and couldn’t help but shake her head. She set her eyes on the windshield, sighing faintly.
"You’re just like your brother," she said. "Both stubborn to the point it’s irritating."
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Meanwhile, Fil stood in the same spot even after Olivia’s car was out of sight. Her phone rang and she answered it.