The Divorcee and Her Three Chaotic Children (Olivia Clarke and William)

Chapter 67

Could the video have been doctored?

Since it was doctored, it couldn’t stand as solid evidence, which is why it was mysteriously deletessd.

This idea suddenly barged into his mind, giving William a throbbing headache.

William felt suffocated and like a fire was about to burst from within, making him feel as though his

whole body was burning inside out, causing unbearable discomfort.

Cold sweat formed on his forehead, and his consciousness started to blur.

William stared groggily at the door and stumbled out.

In Maple Villas.

Olivia spent the birthday with Ezra in the Kinsman family’s villa, only returning after he fell asleep.

Olivia found it strange that William hadn’t reappeared since the birthday party ended, even missing the

cake-cutting.

Could William have discovered a clue she didn’t know about?

As Olivia pondered this, she yawned wearily, preparing to return to her room for a relaxing bath and a

good night’s sleep.

But as Olivia reached her bedroom upstairs, she felt a dark figure lunging towards her.

Before Olivia could react, she was tackled onto the bed by him.

Startled, Olivia was about to push the person off when she heard him speak.

“Olivia… I’m sorry…”

“William?”

It was William’s voice, and he didn’t seem to have done anything since pouncing on her, as if he were

drunk.

“William, what are you doing in my room?” Why was he suddenly apologizing?

Olivia mustered all her strength to shove William off and turned on the lights.

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And now, Olivia could see the person before her clearly.

It was William, no doubt.

However, she had never seen William in such state.

It seemed William had a fever, and his consciousness was somewhat fuzzy.

His clothes were disheveled, looking as if he had taken a fall.

Yet, William’s face maintained its usual coldness, exuding an air of unapproachable nobility.

Olivia looked at William lying on the bed, feeling a mix of emotions, unsure of what to do next.

“Wake up, William. I’ll call Marshall Foster and ask him to take you home!”

Olivia thought this was the best course of action.

However, as soon as she took out her phone, it was sn atched away by William, who had been

“unconscious” just now.

“Are you really drunk or just faking it?” Olivia now had her doubts that Williams was putting on an act!

“Give me back my phone! Hey? Why are you so hot?” Olivia tried to grab her phone, but William

stopped her.

When she accidentally touched William’s forehead, Olivia instinctively realized he seemed to have a

fever.

Olivia tentatively reached out to touch it again.

There was no doubt William had a fever.

“How can you have a fever after just having a few drinks? For Ezra’s happiness today, I’ll. reluctantly

get some fever-reducing meds for you!”

Olivia made an excuse for herself and prepared to find the medicine box.

Unexpectedly, she was grabbed by William and trapped beneath him.

Before Olivia could react, a torrential downpour of kisses engulfed her.

With William’s unique scent.

“Ugh…” Olivia struggled fiercely but discovered that William was surprisingly strong.

Moreover, Olivia increasingly sensed something was off with this man!

In desperation, Olivia grabbed a vase from the bedside table and smashed it over his head.

With a m uffled thud, the man on top of her pa**ed out.

She deliberately controlled her strength, so William’s head wasn’t injured, he just lost

consciousness.

Olivia mustered all her strength to lift William off her, panting heavily, taking quite some time to regain

her composure.

Olivia reached out to feel his pulse. William was indeed alive, but…

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It seemed like he had been dosed with some aphrodisiac.

No wonder William was so strange.

If William couldn’t release this pent-up energy after being drugged, it could wreak havoc on his body.

Lucky for him, he ran into her.

As Olivia sighed with mixed emotions, she began dragging William into the bathroom.

After placing William in the bathtub, Olivia turned on the cold water tap, filling the tub with cold water.

Then she went downstairs to the fridge, fetched some ice cubes, and dumped them into the bathtub.

Though she, as a bystander, felt chilly just watching, this method did seem to be the fastest way to cool

William down.

After that, she carefully undressed William.

His strong chest was fully exposed, and Olivia unabashedly appraised him. His physique had held up

well over the years.

In order to avoid being blamed later, Olivia took out her phone and snapped a picture of him.

Next, she pulled a silver needle from her purse and pr icked a small hole in the tip of William’s index

finger.

Blood flowed from his fingertip, dark and red.

Olivia let his finger continue bleeding, and then took out her lipstick, drawing a large turtle on William’s

chest.

A picture is worth a thousand words, and Olivia just had to capture this unforgettable

moment!

After being chilled to the bone in the bathtub for about an hour, William finally came to his senses.

And he didn’t have a fever anymore.

Waking up drenched to the skin, William found himself soaked in ice and instantly felt

angry.

Just as he was about to get up, William discovered someone sitting against the wall.

Olivia was dead on her feet, so while waiting for William to wake up, she accidentally nodded off

against the wall.

Feeling a bit nippy in her sleep, Olivia hugged her body tightly and didn’t sleep soundly.

William thought about waking her up directly, but couldn’t bear to see her like this. He got up, dried

himself off with a towel, walked over, scooped her up, and put her back in bed.

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The bed was soft and cozy, and Olivia quickly drifted off into dreamland.

Olivia slept like a log, free of nightmares and even slept until she woke up naturally.

But Olivia just couldn’t stomach what happened after she woke up.

Opening her eyes to the warm sunshine, Olivia found a big hand resting on her chest.

She was all at sea at that moment!

Olivia yanked the covers away and unearthed the person buried beneath.

“William!”

William was out like a light. Olivia’s voice woke him up, and he opened his eyes groggily.

“Good morning, Miss Clarke…”

“Not good. Get up quickly!”

“Alright.” It was rare for William to be so docile. He threw off the blanket and stood up.

Olivia was then hit with a second wave of shock.

William was wearing nothing but his underwear!

William chiseled physique and male hormones were on full display right before her

eyes.

Olivia was shocked!

“Sorry, I don’t know how it happened, but my clothes were soaking wet yesterday. I didn’t want to make

a mess of your bed, Miss Clarke…”

At almost 6’3″, William was now standing in front of her playing innocent?

Who gave him the nerve!

Olivia was fit to be tied. If it weren’t for the lipstick mark she had drawn on his chest, she would’ve

given William a swift kick and let him go as far away as possible!

“Never mind, I have a heart of gold. Sometimes I even let the stray dogs I rescue share my bed. Don’t

dwell on what happened yesterday. Get dressed, and let’s head home. No need to stick around for

breakfast.”