The Restrained Rose Is Surrounded By Brambles

My boyfriend, Oliver Adams, was a boxer and had a strong sexual appetite.

Before every game, he would force me to have sex with him, claiming it helped reduce stress and allowed him to give his all to win the championship.

As a professional nurse, I couldn't tolerate this behavior any longer, so I ended our relationship and pursued studies abroad.

After my departure, Oliver's professional boxing career took a nosedive, leading to an unprecedented crisis.

Three years later, our paths crossed again, and he sought my expertise in muscle treatment from within.

From then on, I became renowned in the sports world as the "ace nurse," rejuvenating retired athletes and helping them regain their health to win championships once more.

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Three years later, I returned home after completing my studies.

The club sent a special car to pick me up from the airport.

This time, I headed to the most prestigious boxing club in the country, the same club where Oliver used to stay.

However, he had announced his retirement three years ago, so I assumed I wouldn't encounter him.

Unexpectedly, the moment I stepped into the hall, I saw Oliver sitting on the sofa.

Oliver didn't seem surprised. He just examined me from head to toe with indifference in his eyes.

I frowned slightly and whispered to Emery, who had picked me up, "Is that Oliver? Didn't he retire?"

Our past relationship had been kept secret, and no one knew about it currently.

"He is now the coach! Mr. Adams is the pillar of our club!" said Emery.

As we were talking, Oliver walked in front of me at some point.

He stared down at me and remarked unhappily, "You haven't changed a bit."

Emery looked at us in surprise and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Oliver snorted, and regardless of the eyes of others, he pinched my chin and said provocatively, "You still enjoy seducing men, just as you always did."