All Chapters of The sweet revenge of a heartless CEO - Clifford Empire: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

*Olivia’s POV* “No… you’re not pregnant!” Dad looked at me, dazed, searching for an answer. “No, Dad, I’m not,” I assured him. “Gabe’s just talking about his wish to be a father, but we haven’t decided anything yet.” “Though we don’t use any contraception!” Gabe smirked, downing the rest of his wine in a mocking, provocative way. “Olivia… you can’t be so reckless about this. It’s your life!” Rita said, her voice heavy with concern. “I was at that appointment when the doctor said he didn’t recommend you getting pregnant,” Isabelle added, her eyes wide. “It was intense. I was already getting used to the idea of not having nieces or nephews.” “You guys are so dramatic!” Rose interjected. “If they want a kid, let them have one! Who cares?” “I care,” Rita said, pushing her plate forward, clearly done eating as the conversation took a grim turn. “Like it or not, Olivia’s our sister!” “Looks like Rose is the only one here who also wants a baby in the family!” Gabe kept up his taunts.

*Olivia’s POV* We didn’t go back inside. That night, we stayed on the sand, talking until the sun rose. What should’ve been one of the worst moments of our lives turned into a return to the past, the three of us together again. We talked about everything, laughed, had fun, and left no room for tears or sadness. That’s how it was with them: love, connection, and a world full of possibilities. And now that we had a plan, nothing would bring us down. I’d told Gabe that everything he did would come back to him. But my husband had a bad habit of not listening to me. We were woken by Rarith’s squeals, complaining about the sand touching her feet. I opened my eyes to see Gabe carrying his mistress to keep her from stepping on it as they headed to the lake. I stretched slowly, my body sore. Rita and Isabelle sat up, and we looked at each other, bursting into laughter. I don’t know whose face looked worse. Then I saw Gabe and Rarith, hand in hand, wading into the water, him glancing back

*Gabe’s POV* “Olie”? Did he really just call Olivia “Olie”? And why the hell were her arms around his neck? Were they having an affair? How long had those two bastards been betraying me? Jorel came toward me. “Happy birthday, Gabe!” I stepped back, not letting him touch me. “What are you doing here?” “As I said, I came to wish you a happy birthday and celebrate with you. I invited Aneliese, but you know she hates this place.” “Get out.” “No, I’m not leaving. I just got here. And I’m your brother.” “So much bitterness, Gabe!” Olivia criticized. And no, I didn’t see a hint of sarcasm on her pretty little face. Okay, I was confident and self-sufficient in most situations. But I didn’t handle jealousy well. I’d learned that since meeting Olivia. It wasn’t something I’d experienced much in my life—nothing like what I felt with Monica, enough to drive me insane, certain I could kill anyone who crossed her path. “I’m not leaving,” Jorel said firmly, tossing his blazer onto the sand.

*Olivia’s POV* Jorel Clifford was exactly as I’d always imagined. And he’d barely arrived before capturing my entire family’s attention. I glanced at Gabe and my dad talking by the lake, a flicker of hope sparking that they might be having an honest conversation, where my husband was finally telling my dad what he’d done to him in the past. I might’ve been far from Gabe, but I could feel his gaze burning me like a torch. How did that man have such power over me? Would it last forever? Was it love that kept my eyes glued to him? This overwhelming feeling left me uncertain and confused like never before. The best part of being with Jorel Clifford was that he didn’t push me to face my fears by dragging me into the deep end of the lake. He respected my limits and didn’t try to force me to overcome them or use my fears against me. I stayed there for less time than I wanted, worried about my dad and Gabe. “Let’s go to the shore for a bit?” I invited Jorel. “Sure!” He followed, and I c

*Olivia’s POV* “Olivia, don’t push me!” “You don’t own me,” I taunted. “You’re throwing yourself at my brother, damn it!” “Forgot his name’s on my ring? How many times do I have to remind you?” “Not for long… soon you’ll have a diamond so big on your finger you won’t even be able to lift your hand.” I didn’t doubt Gabe would do that, just to prove his superiority. “Jorel’s exactly how I imagined: amazing!” I smiled, glancing at my brother-in-law. Gabe started the jet ski and pulled up beside us, yanking me so fast I couldn’t react or stop him. Before I knew it, I was between his legs, his right arm holding me by the waist. “I’ll deal with you later!” Gabe growled at Jorel. “I just took your wife for an experience you couldn’t give her,” Jorel provoked. “Son of a bitch!” Gabe gripped my waist tightly and sped off, making me scream and close my eyes, clutching the handlebars in fear. His legs pressed against my thighs, giving me some sense of security. After a few meters, he