Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Why did things have to turn out like that? Olivia wanted to return to the carefree life she had two years ago.

“I’m here. I’m here,” he repeated tirelessly.

Olivia knew that his tenderness would only last a fleeting moment, and she should keep a distance from him. Yet, she couldn’t help wanting to hold onto that tiny, remaining shred of his warmth.

She wondered how good everything would be if he were still himself.

When Ethan woke up at dawn, he felt someone in his arms before even opening his eyes. Despite all the alcohol he had last night, he figured that nothing would happen to him. His alcohol tolerance was high and he had great self–control.

a splitting headache and no recollection of what had happened the night before. It was only after mentally preparing himself that

Just as he was about to withdraw his arm, his gaze suddenly fell

exchanges

fair, snowy skin glowed. She was a little too pale. She

curled up in a ball, defensively. In the past, her limbs would be entangled

self–deprecating smile appeared on Ethan’s lips as her body language indicated that she no longer trusted him. At the thought of that, an inexplicable flame of anger ignited within Ethan and he forcefully

eyes. She was confused as she took her surroundings in. Her gaze was innocent

her gaze fell on Ethan’s face,

and you had your hands all over me,” she

moment they shared embracing

know. Had I been sober, I wouldn’t

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