Love Redux: Fated to the Handsome Doctor

The reason behind Seno’s absence at his home is because he is currently with Olivia.

Intimate kisses, warm embraces, and moans of pleasure filled the air between them. There was no piece of cloth separating them. And now, both Seno and Olivia were lying limp, powerless.

“Damn it,” cursed Olivia, after she removed the condom filled with Seno’s essence from his manhood. Why were they using a condom? Even though Olivia herself could never conceive-at least, Seno should be careful. He didn’t want any illegitimate children to be born out of this relationship.

Olivia sighed as she looked at Seno, who was sound asleep in the embrace of dreams, with a few percent of alcohol still dominating his body.

The girl had no intention of spending the night with Lara’s husband. It’s just that, the bartender at the club they usually visited together suddenly contacted her.

“Your man is heavily drunk, Miss,” the bartender said when he called Olivia. The man even knew Seno as Olivia’s boyfriend, not Lara’s husband. No one knew that Seno was already married because he always wore his wedding ring on his necklace, not on his finger as he should.

“What’s he been up to? Why is he so wasted?” Olivia murmured, knowing it was pointless to ask a question to a man who was unconscious. Seno’s instincts only moved with an animal-like radar-mate. He didn’t even bother scanning who he was attacking. Though, his hands were skillful at putting on protection in the genital area because he was used to it.

Olivia let Seno sleep in her apartment, which of course was bought by Seno as a reward for being his mistress. Seno’s phone was connected to Olivia’s ghost phone, fooling Lara if the mistress ever became curious about where her husband went. Olivia had been doing this for a long time, creating Seno’s image as a busy businessman with various calls in the air.

“Annoying.”

Olivia put on her evening gown and opened the window wide. She lit a cigarette and enjoyed it amidst the biting night air. If only Seno were her husband, she would never feel lonely.

But no matter how hard Olivia tried, Seno would never divorce Lara. Frustration and self-doubt engulfed her again. Olivia couldn’t bury the disappointment that-once again-she lost to Lara.

“What good is that bitch? Damn it!”

This time, she poured herself a glass of wine and sipped it slowly. Its unique aroma made Olivia feel a bit better. Her eyes stared blankly at the night view filled with the flickering lights of buildings and street lamps. There was no romantic glittering of stars to greet her, just like her love story: empty.

Olivia couldn’t even remember when was the last time she fell in love. She was only driven by a desire to dominate someone who caught her attention. She didn’t understand love.

“Love is crap!”

Olivia was content with her life like this, even though it lacked romantic seasoning. For her, the most important thing was to fulfill her financial needs and her passions. Olivia was even willing to become the mistress of a married man like Seno, even though there were still many single men out there.

But of course, Seno’s case was different.

Olivia wasn’t just after Seno’s looks and wealth, but, the revenge formula. Lara was like a thorn in Olivia’s side. That woman had to be eliminated before she turned into a cancerous cell gnawing at her body, or … already?

Olivia came to Seno to destroy Lara. That’s how it should be. But, all her efforts were not successful. The couple was so difficult to conquer.

“They’re both stubborn.”

Olivia felt defeated. But, it’s not Olivia’s name if she didn’t have a way. The cunning woman would find a crack in the couple’s relationship, no matter what.

“I won’t give up.”

A smile far from graceful appeared on her pale face. Olivia didn’t look like herself without makeup. Her dark lips, combined with acne scars here and there, made the beauty that usually adhered to her like a myth.

Olivia wasn’t as beautiful as Lara because the long-held grudge had become a disease and was eating away at her health. She couldn’t remember when she first harbored a grudge against Lara until she became obsessed with destroying the girl’s life as much as possible.

Olivia would continue to try until her efforts succeeded greatly and caused Lara to suffer, just like her name: sorrow.

“Hm?”

Olivia’s eyes squinted as a sudden message notification appeared on her phone. In the darkness of the room, the glow of the gadget’s screen stood out, making Olivia wonder if there were additional tasks or just random messages entering her phone.

“Reunion?”

Olivia’s eyebrows furrowed as she read the message in the Facebook group she rarely opened. The Facebook group of campus alumni, she said, would have a reunion for the 2003 cohort.

“Wow! Interesting!” Olivia smiled meaningfully. She immediately typed a reply message confirming her attendance to the mentioned invitation. Olivia would certainly execute her cunning plan and prepare to trample on Lara.

“Great! This reunion could be a good opportunity,” Olivia murmured while grabbing another bottle of wine from the shelf and refilling her glass. She danced with joy at the thought of impending success.

Olivia had just thought of a new plan to demonstrate her dominance. The reunion stage would certainly be a big backdrop and would make her vicious scheme a success.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Haha … cunning bitch! You don’t know, right? Your husband even chose to stay here instead of being with you. What an ugly woman!” Olivia scoffed after sipping her wine, she smiled cunningly, imagining how sweet the victory would be to come.

“It’s time to play the role,” Olivia whispered to herself. She knew that appearance was everything and the faculty reunion was a golden opportunity to showcase her superiority.

“Reunion! Oh-ho! Let’s see how the former Campus Queen will become an ugly duckling because of her pregnancy hormones! Luckily, I’ve never been pregnant. I won’t be afraid to look ugly!” She chuckled at the thought of her friends comparing the two of them.

Of course, Olivia and Lara were very different, especially in terms of their body sexiness. “Lara is like a fat pig, very ugly!” she jeered as she kicked the wall in front of her excitedly. Olivia was already quite drunk, apparently.

“They think they can be happy without disturbance? They’re dead wrong,” she murmured with satisfaction. Her grudge against Lara was intensifying. She wouldn’t let this moment pass just like that.

That night, while enjoying every sip of her wine, Olivia smiled proudly at herself. She knew that this reunion would be the beginning of her revenge show. In the darkness of the room filled with the light of street lamps, Olivia had imagined how Lara would react when she saw her cunning trap unfold at the reunion.