Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 23

The bathroom door forcefully flew open, startling Olivia, who was picking up the last strands of her hair. Watching him nervously, she said, “Hey-”

Before She could finish, her eyes were attacked by the sight of Ethan’s bare, muscular chest. Even though they had spent countless nights together in the past, it made her uncomfortable after not seeing him for over a year. She quickly averted her

gaze.

Soon, the shadow he cast and his unique scent enveloped her as he approached. Olivia instinctively cowered and stared at him warily. “What are you doing?”

Ethan slowly bent over her, his deep, dark gaze eyes falling upon her as he asked, “You said you were sick. How sick?”

Olivia didn’t know how to feel meeting his inquisitive gaze. His eyes were devoid of mockery, disdain, and aloofness; he genuinely wanted to know about her illness.

had a thought: if she told Ethan now, would he feel even the slightest bit guilty

the distance between them.

I’m waiting,” he

exceptionally

rang. It was a ringtone Ethan had exclusively set for Marina’s calls, which had haunted Olivia

with him, he would rush to Marina without hesitation whenever he heard that ringtone regardless of

from head to toe. She deserved it

back to Olivia after answering the call, the look in Olivia’s eyes changed. Her conflicted feelings

and I was in the hospital for

of the withered bouquet in their home. He had also assumed that she had a cold when she didn’t return home

knew nothing about her hospitalization. It pained him, and he even felt a

know what to say. Because of how hostile he had been, he couldn’t bring himself

all in the past, Ethan. We’ve reached the point where we can’t stand the sight of each other anymore.