Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

The wind blew bitingly cold on her face. Olivia was frozen to the core, but she pushed herself up and continued chasing after the car.

She overestimated the current condition of her body and only ran for a couple of feet before crashing back to the ground.

The car door opened. She saw a pair of shiny, tailored leather shoes halt before her. Slowly, she moved her sight from the shoes and up the trousers until she met Ethan’s cold and unnerving gaze.

“Ethan …” Olivia muttered weakly.

A pair of slender hands reached out to her. In a trance, Olivia thought she caught a glimpse of the young man she had fallen head over heels for all those years back. She could not help but stretch out her hands to him.

Just as their hands touched, Ethan pulled back, extinguishing the light in her after giving her false hope and causing her to fall once more.

She had not injured herself before this, but when she slipped this time, she cut her palms on the pieces of shattered glass on the ground. Blood started trickling down her palms to her arms.

A shadow seemed to flit across Ethan’s face, but he stayed motionless.

Olivia was stunned. Back then, he would rush her to the hospital in the middle of the night even though she merely had a cut on her finger.

She remembered the doctor chuckling and saying, “Thank goodness he brought you here in time. Otherwise, your wound would’ve healed on its own.”

The man before her and the one in her memories were the same person. He had the same eyes and face. Looking back, she realized that the concern he once showed for her was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a shade of icy indifference.

In a cold voice, Ethan said, “Olivia, do you really think that I don’t know you? You could easily run a mile and do a somersault. Do you expect me to believe you’d fall after running just a couple of steps?”

He stared at her, the mockery in his eyes like a knife cutting through her.

Olivia bit her lip and tried to explain. “It’s not like that. I’m not lying to you. I’m just a little weak because I’m sick—”

and tilted her face upward to face him.

daughter. You two are pretentious to the

they stabbed at her heart repeatedly. She swatted

is an upright person. He would never do anything to harm

matter with Olivia and plucked a check from his wallet instead. He

want this?” he

was not a small amount. It would spare Olivia the headache of securing funds for her father’s medical bills. However, she did not take the check because

“This money is all yours if you repeat after me. Jeff

Olivia’s face changed instantly, and her hand shot up in an attempt

her by grabbing her by the wrist, and as Olivia struggled against him, she left a bloody handprint on his

it?

down Olivia’s face as she asked, “Why did you

who had once swore an oath to protect her and cherish her for the rest of her life was long

light from the nearby lamp post illuminated his face, further emphasizing his annoyance and

He released his

but he shoved her away and told her in a tone devoid

from his hands, just like the hope she had had for

Olivia hurried to pick them up as her tears continued to flow. She looked

when he was about to get in his car, he heard a thud. He turned around to see her

he asked, “Mr. Miller, Mrs. Miller’s passed out. Should we

looked at Kelvin. “Are

He had been working for Ethan

Mrs. Miller in the past, but his entire personality seemed to change after

this was his employer’s family matter, so he dared not probe further. He simply drove

rearview mirror and found

acting had improved in just

various fitness programs since she was young to prevent her from being a target of bullying. She

way someone as fit and healthy as