Semua Bab The sweet revenge of a heartless CEO - Clifford Empire: Bab 191 - Bab 196

“I did it because I’ve always loved you.”“Thank you… for everything.”“I could’ve done more… All I did was bring you into my home, living with a man who exposed you to alcohol, gambling, and anything that could feed addiction.”“You did your best. You’re not to blame for others’ actions. I know how much you both suffered because of our father’s cruelty, his monstrosity… and our mother’s neglect. I… I think I’m grateful for being ignored by them. Being abandoned in my own home somehow protected me.”“You’re probably right,” I agreed.“That’s why I never want to fall in love,” Jorel said. “This crap about kids, marriage, love… it destroys people.”“You just need the right person to change your mind,” Aneliese looked at him. “And I’m sure you’ll find them, Jorel.”“I’m thinking of changing my name to Jor-El.”“Jor-El?” She raised her eyebrows, confused.“You’ve been hanging out too much with the almost-teenager,” I noted. “And it’s not doing you any good.”---**OLIVIA’S POV**I looked

“What words?”“The ones about loving and honoring me forever,” I said, feeling like I did years ago.“I, Gabe Clifford, take you, Olivia Abertton Clifford, as my lawful wife,” he said, pulling a thick, gleaming ring from his pocket, shining brighter than the sunset over the lake. “I promise to be faithful, to love and respect you, in joy and sorrow, in sickness and health, in wealth and poverty, for all the days of our lives, until death do us part.” He slid the ring onto my finger.“Gabe Clifford, from the moment I saw you, I knew you were the iceberg and I was the Titanic. I never doubted you’d break me… but I knew it’d be worth every second. You broke me… and pieced me back together, making me whole like never before. I have 20 years less life expectancy than most because of my diabetes. I’m not someone who can put things off. You filled every ‘X’ in my life… and every plan I have, I want to fulfill with you. Today, I know vows are more than just words.”“Want me to redo them?” he

“Man, you need to lower your ego to match your dick.”“Calling it a dick is offensive, almost-teenager.”“I’ll tell Gabe you’re talking to me inappropriately, using the word ‘cock.’”“I’ll say you’re lying.”“He knows I don’t lie. I say everything I think, even when I don’t want to. It’s one of my limitations. Now let’s go downstairs—everyone’s probably waiting.”Jorel got up, leaving my pillow out of place. I fixed it.“How are your college grades?” I asked.“I’m doing awful in programming.”“Still?” I asked as we left my room.“I hadn’t seen this picture before.” He stopped, staring at a framed photo on the wall from Gabe and Olivia’s latest trip to Miami.“They plan to fill the hallway with photos from their world travels. I think it’s cool. For people who started with a photoshopped picture!”“About programming,” he looked at me, “it’d suck to fail again.”“How do you fail something you studied last semester?”“Like you, I’m a prodigy with my own limitations.”Sometimes I wondered