Chapter 190
"Is it really like you said?"
Olivia would never admit it, "You know I'm most afraid of authoritative elders like Atticus. When I look at him, I, I get so nervous I can't even speak."
If Isabella hadn't seen their interactions with her own eyes, she might have believed it.
But she had seen everything from the second floor.
To prevent Olivia from feeling shy, Isabella didn't expose her disguise.
She gently comforted her, "Olivia, please forgive me this time. I promise next time I'll always open the door for you myself and not let 'someone else' scare you, okay?"
Hearing this, Olivia finally sat down with a grievance, "You said it, there won't be a next time."
"Okay, okay."
Isabella had just agreed, but who knew her next sentence would make Olivia's heart race again.
"Olivia, why are you acting a bit strange today?"
Isabella looked at her seriously.
"Strange? How am I strange?" Olivia instinctively replied.
"With your personality, you wouldn't care even if I didn't open the door for you, or if I didn't show up for our movie or dinner plans. What's going on today? Just because Atticus opened the door for you, you're upset?"
Not only was Olivia acting strange.
Atticus was too.
Especially the feeling when the two of them stood together, it didn't seem like the atmosphere of strangers meeting for the first time.
There seemed to be an inexplicable ambiguous factor between them.
Even if Olivia had met Atticus here once before.
It shouldn't have been this kind of reaction.
Just as Olivia didn't know how to explain, Atticus's voice suddenly came from outside.
"Isabella, I've put the things away. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
"Wait a minute!"
Isabella's eyes flashed. It wasn't easy to get the two of them together, how could she let Atticus leave just like that?
"Atticus, I want some of your buttered toast and freshly squeezed juice. Can you make some for us? We can have breakfast together."
When Olivia heard "the three of us," her eyes widened.
She had already used all her courage to walk past Atticus just now. What if she was exposed during breakfast together?
Atticus also had concerns about this, but since Isabella had asked, he nodded and agreed.
"We're out of butter. I'll go to the store to buy some."
With that, he left.
Olivia was about to find an excuse not to go down for breakfast when she saw Isabella clutching her stomach. Thinking Isabella was unwell, she instinctively asked.
"Isabella, what's wrong? Are you on your period?"
Isabella hadn't thought of that, but hearing the word "period" made her anxious.
She was in her conception period, and if her period came, it would be all over.
Ignoring Olivia's puzzled expression, Isabella rushed to the bathroom.
After a moment, a weak voice came from the bathroom, "Olivia, you guessed right. I got my period, but I forgot to bring tampons here."
Olivia was stunned.
She instinctively checked her bag, only to find she hadn't brought any either.
"What should we do?"
Sitting on the toilet, looking at her clean underwear, Isabella's mind quickly came up with an idea.
"How about you and Atticus go to the store to buy a pack for me? You know I can't ask Atticus myself."
She mainly wanted to create an opportunity for the two of them to be together.
Sure enough.
When Olivia heard she had to be alone with Atticus, her face changed.
She shook her head frantically, "No, no."
Looking troubled, "Isabella, how about the three of us go together?"
She really didn't want to be alone in the car with Atticus again.
Whenever she was with him, she would think of the scene of them passionately kissing in the car, which was too overwhelming.
Isabella, hiding in the bathroom, spoke pitifully, "In my current state, how can I go out? Do you want everyone in the store to see my blood-stained pants?"
"Olivia, I'm at my weakest right now. If you don't help me, no one else can."
Isabella pleaded with her in every possible way.
In the end, Olivia compromised.
She swallowed, "Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you!"
Since she had to face it anyway, she might as well face it bravely. She wanted to see how pathetic she could be.
Atticus was just a man, and if she didn't want him, she didn't want him.
She would just treat him as a stranger.
"Really? I knew you were the best, Olivia."
Isabella was full of gratitude, and didn't forget to keep Atticus around, "By the way, I'll call Atticus right now and ask him to wait for you."
Atticus was already about to leave when he received the call. Hearing Isabella ask him to wait for Olivia.
He felt a bit nervous.
He couldn't help but ask, "What does she want to buy? I can help her buy it. Why trouble her to go again?"
"Oh, Atticus, Olivia is buying some things for girls. You wouldn't understand. Just take her with you."
Isabella didn't give him a chance to explain and directly pushed Olivia over.
"Alright."
Atticus didn't ask further.
He sat on the sofa waiting for Olivia to come down.
Suddenly, Isabella's voice came from the second floor, "Atticus, my stomach hurts. Olivia is helping me buy some things. You have to take good care of her."
Saying this, Isabella gave him a look, letting him figure it out himself.
Isabella's stomachache and girls' things made Atticus feel something was off.
Last time in front of Daniel, didn't Isabella say she was trying to conceive with Michael?
If it was really as he thought, it meant Isabella had failed to conceive. Given how much she wanted a child, how could she still be happily asking Olivia to buy things for her?
Plus, with that look she gave him, he couldn't help but wonder if Isabella had guessed something about him and Olivia.
If Isabella had figured it out, there was no need for him to hide it anymore.
"Alright, I got it."
Olivia walked step by step towards Atticus sitting on the sofa, and followed him out the door.
When opening the car door, she didn't think much and habitually sat in the passenger seat, and Atticus didn't stop her.
The two of them were as in sync as if they had known each other for years.
They didn't need to speak to understand each other.
The car quickly left the villa area, leaving only a trace of its shadow.
Isabella was even more certain of her thoughts.
These two were definitely not as simple as they seemed.
If Atticus didn't want to talk, she couldn't get anything out of him, but she could still find a way to ask Olivia.
On the other side.
In the car leaving the villa, both of them remained silent.
This time, it was Atticus who broke the silence first.
"Are you serious about acting?"
Not only that, he had heard she was planning to enter the film industry and had been appearing frequently on various platforms recently.
This was different from what she had said before.