Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 84

Someone handed her a warm glass of milk. “If you can’t drink, then don’t. Alcohol is bad for your health anyway. Here, have a glass of milk instead. You’ll feel better after having It.”

Bryan’s voice was soft and gentle, similar to how a brother would speak to his younger sibling. He knew who she was and was really kind to her.

Olivia smiled at him gratefully, but before she could thank him, Ethan cut in, reminding her, “You have two glasses left.” His voice was as cold as his gaze.

Bryan furrowed his brows at Ethan. He knew how much Olivia meant to Ethan, and if the latter took things too far, not only would his actions hurt Olivia, but he would make himself miserable too.

“Fine.”

Olivia didn’t hesitate as she reached for the second glass of whiskey. The look on her face said that there was no turning back, and she finished the drink in one go. Her stomach felt like it had been punctured by thousands of blades.

Having drunk too much alcohol too quickly, Olivia couldn’t help but feel like the world was spinning around her. All of a sudden, she collapsed.

She thought that she’d crash onto the table. She’d never expected someone’s arms to pick her up instead.

Ethan held her in his arms and left the room in a hurry. Olivia was already in a daze as she mumbled to him, “Whiskey … One more left…”

Ethan tossed her into the backseat of the car. His eyes burned with rage as he looked at her. “Just what are you trying to do? Haven’t you fooled around enough?”

Olivia thought she saw stars when she fell heavily onto the seat. She didn’t care about anything at this point.

In a kneeling position, she reached out to Ethan and tugged at his sleeves like a pouting child. She said sluggishly, “I must find Leo. He’ll perform the craniotomy for my dad. I’ll pay back what my dad owes you.”

Ethan lowered his gaze to Olivia and noticed a blush had crept across her previously pale face. She was trying her best to stay conscious despite being drunk.

“You can kill me, beat me, or do anything you want to me. I’ll pay you back. Just let my dad go. He’s my only family. Please…”

she mumbled.

in contempt. “You? Paying me back? What else do you have besides

him, completely helpless. “What exactly do you want me to

you do, my sister’s already dead. I don’t want you to die, but I won’t let you live a happy life either. I’ll only

cruel…” Tears streamed down

a state made him feel slightly sorry for her. Much to his surprise, he couldn’t feel

he saw her tears.

his embrace. She was already in a daze,

to speak again, she noticed

his lips against hers, snuffing out any sound she’d been about to make. He pressed on, letting his tongue explore and dominate every inch

thought that he didn’t want to see her happy and yearned to let her burn in hell, and yet

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milk. “If you can’t drink, then don’t. Alcohol is bad for your health anyway.

how a brother would speak to his

him, Ethan cut in, reminding her, “You have two glasses left.” His voice was as cold as

if the latter

“Fine.”

no turning back, and she finished the drink in one go. Her stomach felt like it

quickly, Olivia couldn’t help but feel like the world was spinning around her. All

she’d crash onto the table. She’d

instead.

the room in a hurry. Olivia

the backseat of the car. His eyes burned with rage as he looked at her. “Just what are you trying

onto the seat. She didn’t

a kneeling position, she reached out to Ethan and tugged at his sleeves like a pouting child. She said sluggishly, “I must find Leo. He’ll perform the craniotomy for my dad. I’ll pay back what my dad

lowered his gaze to Olivia and noticed a blush had crept across her previously pale face. She

beat me, or do anything you want to me. I’ll

she mumbled.