That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

For a moment, everyone at the dining table looked at Olivia with increasing admiration, almost wanting to snatch her up as their own apprentice.

However, seeing that she had just refused even Mr. Lee, no one dared to speak up.

Mr. Lee quickly shifted the topic to other subjects, but it inevitably circled back to medicine.

Because of Olivia’s performance that afternoon, whenever Mr. Lee posed a new question, everyone would immediately look at Olivia.

Olivia felt as if she were attending another seminar.

Fortunately, this atmosphere didn’t last long. Mr. Lee soon realized the mood was getting too serious and started discussing lighter topics.

As the junior among them, Olivia and Harold became the subjects of their teasing.

When seniors offered her drinks, Olivia couldn’t refuse and accepted them one by one.

After a few drinks, seeing that the seniors had no intention of stopping, she excused herself to the restroom to get some fresh air.

This restaurant lived up to its name, “Deep Sea,” with most of its decor in deep blue hues, occasionally accented with white, giving it a mysterious yet elegant feel.

After wandering around the entrance for a bit and feeling that the alcohol had worn off, Olivia decided it was time to return to her seniors.

“Isn’t this Dr. Prescott?”

Just as she turned around, she encountered a middle-aged man with a beer belly. His white shirt was stretched tight over his body, as if it might burst at any moment. His face was flushed, clearly from drinking too much.

Seeing Olivia turn back, the man squinted and took two steps forward, as if trying to recognize her up close.

Olivia frowned and stepped back, greeting him distantly, “Dr. Weaver, long time no see.”

The man in front of her was a doctor from a hospital currently collaborating with her research institute. Olivia had only met him a few times and only remembered his last name was Chen; she knew nothing else about him.

Seeing that he hadn’t mistaken her identity, Dr. Weaver’s attitude became even more casual. He ogled Olivia lecherously and said, “I thought Dr. Prescott was pretty when I saw you at the institute. Now that I see you out of your lab coat, I realize you’re not just pretty; you have a great figure too.”

As he spoke, he staggered closer to Olivia. “Tsk, that face of yours looks like it’s glowing. Let me touch it…”

Seeing his fat hand reaching out towards her, Olivia felt a wave of disgust and slapped it away with a “smack.” “Dr. Weaver, please behave yourself!”

The man seemed slow to react. After a few seconds, he realized he had been slapped and glared at Olivia angrily. “You dare hit me?”

Olivia didn’t want to get entangled with him and tried to walk around him.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

But the man stepped in front of her. “You think you can just leave after hitting me? How could there be such a good thing?”

He then glanced at her slender waist, his anger fading from his eyes. “Spend the night with me, and we’ll call it even for today, okay?”

“If you come any closer, I’ll call security!” Olivia shouted angrily as she was backed into a corner.

The man didn’t care and reached out to grab her waist, his face full of greed. “Go ahead if you dare; they can watch our little show!”

His bulk almost completely overshadowed Olivia. Knowing she couldn’t win in a physical confrontation, Olivia racked her brain for a way to escape.

The smell of alcohol grew stronger.

Just as Olivia was losing hope, she suddenly heard a cry of pain in her ear. The next moment, the man was practically thrown sideways away from her.