Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 75

Ethan snickered as he took Olivia by the wrist and scooped her into his arms. He was a little rough with her because of his anger, and he pinned her legs against his body with his arms.

She tried to free herself but withdrew her hands when her fingers accidentally brushed against his neck. The warmth of his body lingered on her fingertips.

“Ethan, let go of me.” She struggled with all her might, but it was futile.

Giving up, she stayed in his arms as he walked through the snow–linen path. The snow crunched underneath his boots during the walk to her room. He did not say a word, letting the silence hang over them.

The heating in the room warmed up her freezing body. Unaware of the events, Connor stumbled toward her as though he wanted a hug

when she saw the tears and snot on his face. However, Ethan lifted the poor kid by

when he confirmed that

a checkup before hooking her to an IV drip. He advised her, “Your white blood cell count is very low. Please do not overexert

emptily at the ceiling like a ragdoll. Now that Ethan had trapped her and taken away chance at dying, what more could

“Yeah. I understood.”

looked away from her

het

and almost bumped into him when Ethan abruptly

and hissed, “Find out the

from the chain of events earlier. Olivia, who had always been fit, had suffered from a low white

and fainting spells, he believed

to worry too much. She hasn’t done any checkups in the last two