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.

happened

he had the urge to shove her off of him. Just as he was about to withdraw his

of their recent exchanges had been filled

makeup on, her fair, snowy skin glowed. She was a little too pale. She could even be described as deathly

arm with her body curled up in a ball, defensively. In the past,

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

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

her gaze fell on Ethan’s face, however, her

got drunk and you had your hands all

they shared

expression, Ethan replied, “I know. Had I been sober, I

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