CHAPTER 152 BUT THE BRIDE IS NOT HER

Olive spent a busy Spring Festival. There are a lot of things to do every day, so that she had no time to think about other things. But on the eighth day, she gave herself a day off and drove alone to a quiet seaside.

The weather in Luo city was very good and the sun was warm. According to the weather forecast, Jiang cheng was also sunny.

It's a good day to make marry ceremony.

When she got out of the car, the sea wind blew her windbreaker up with the cold of early spring. She climbed up to the height of the rocks and shouted loudly to the sea. She cried and burst into tears. She sat at the seaside from sunrise to sunset.

The man she loves is married today, but the bride is not her. It's such a conventional story.

Chloe didn't know Alan 's wedding date, but Ivy did. He knows a lot about that man.

Ivy went to the Angel Hotel to look for Olive. The staff there told him that she was on vacation today, but she didn't go home until evening, nor did she accompany with Annie. Her mobile phone has been unable to get through, he was a little worried, but he did not dare to bother Father Steele and Mother Steele, they just think she was working overtime in the hotel.

Where would she go?

For that man, she can't him at all. Otherwise, on this day, she won't hide and heal herself.

He looked for her all over the street. Although Luo city was not big, but there was a lot of people. He did not know where she was. holds © this.

Fortunately, at seven o'clock, her cell phone finally turned on. "Olive, where are you?" He did not hide his anxiety.

"I’m at the seaside, I hurt my foot."

He listened to her muffled voice in the microphone, as if she had cried, and asked her where she was. "Don't move, I'll be there soon."

Olive did not know why she was so unlucky. Maybe when people were going to be unlucky, they will always suffer at everything. Even though her sadness needs relax, she knows she has to leave and her cell phone should be on so that her parents won't worry about her. The foot was injured when she climbing down the rock. After sitting in a script for a day, it felt numb, the light was bad, her foot was step empty, and then she fell down. The pain in her ankle was so painful that she couldn't recover for a long time.

Ivy's phone calls came in at this time, and somehow, the strength in front of outsiders could not be sustained, and the fragility was like a sea of collapsed dykes pouring in.

She forgot the cold, maybe it’s because she was numb with the cold, she sat on the sand with her legs in her arms. The pain on her feet made her unable to move soon.

Ivy found her half an hour later. He drove the car like a horse, angry and distressed, and he didn't know what to be angry about. Maybe he was angry about she was unforgetting of that man.

He picked up her without a word, and put her in the car, he took off his coat and covered her. Then he bent down to take off her shoes.

Olive immediately contracted her feet and felt numb as if she had returned to her body in an instant, but he still grabbed it hard and looked at the swelling of her ankle and felt angry. "How did you make yourself like this?"

"I’m in a bad mood, and come to here to blow the wind. Unexpectedly, that's it." She didn't want to be hurt, either.

"I'll take you to the hospital to see if it's a fracture."

Olive sucked her nose. "It's not serious. Just twist and it’ll be ok if I have a rest."

Ivy refused. Driving the car was like an arrow from the strings. He took her in the hospital and checked it. It didn't hurt much. It just dislocated a little. The doctor corrected it for her again. Although she still feel pain, she could walk a few steps with a lame foot.

"That's all right. You're making a fuss."

"It's all right. Don’t go to such a remote place in the future, it’s not safe."

"Well."

Back in the car, Olive asked him to turn back to the beach, her car was still parked there.

"I'll have someone drive it back. You have such a swollen pig's hoof that you can’t drive today."

"You have the pig's hoof." Olive rolled her eyes.

"You haven't eaten anything today, right?" He asked.

"If you don't say it, I will not feel it yet. I'm really hungry when you say that."

"What would you like to eat?"

"Spicy hot pot."

"Hot pot again, you are not bored of the taste, can you change another one." He wasn't unwilling to let her eat it, but he was afraid of her stomach, which had not eaten for a day, could withstand in such a heavy taste.

"I just want spicy hot pot." Hot and spicy is good, even if she was sad to fall off tears, it can be said to be stimulated by hot and spicy taste.

"Okay, but can it be a little light, not so much spicy, I see that you eat that hot pot I will feel a bit numb." Ivy tried to persuade her.

"Call a mandarin duck pot, you eat the side of light one, I eat the side of spicy one."

Mandarin duck, what a lovely name, he would like to be pair with her, but it was only himself have that thought.