Chapter 192

OLIVIA After my call with Oliver, he began sending me daily messages—simple ones like good morning, have you eaten yet?, and good night. It didn’t stop there. Every day, flowers and gifts would arrive at my office without fail. He also started sending coffee and desserts for my entire team, as if he had decided to win over not just me, but everyone around me as well. Jennifer, in particular, had grown fond of him. She openly appreciated his consistency and sincerity. But I knew better. None of this was truly for me. It was for Noah. Each time Oliver invited me to dinner, I would see Noah somewhere nearby. Sometimes at another table, sometimes just within sight—but always close enough to remind me that this was not a coincidence. The first time, I ignored it. The second time, I questioned it. By the fourth time, there was no room left for doubt. This was deliberate. And just like the previous times, Oliver invited me to dinner again that evening. I agreed. Not because I wanted to, but b