••AURELIA’S POV••“No thanks, I can open the door myself.” I tried to open it, but due to Oliver’s bruise on my wrist, it was hard for me to open the door and he witnessed everything with a calm face, though it's awkward at this moment, still, holding up my composure, I turned to him.“Umm... Can you help me open the door?”He leaned closer and whispered in a husky tone sending chilling shivers through my spine. “I’m going to need you to do better than that.”I looked into his eyes. This was the same man who had totally turned me upside down and showed me what it could be like to be loved. Right now, I hate him. I hate all men in this world.“All of you are disgusting,” I frowned. “You’re all the same.”He shook his head slowly. “No, sweetheart, we’re not.”I scoffed, trying to yank the door open, but it kept on slipping.“Fine, I’ll help you with it,” he smiled, opening the door in a smooth way, and I took a look at the hallway, which was becoming noisy, before I turned to him.“Nev
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