Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 175

The ashtray was heavy. It was difficult for Olivia to hold it with one hand.

She wondered if the blood would splatter on her face if she flung it at Ethan.

Her unconscious thoughts scared even herself, too.

At that moment, Ethan looked back at her. They met each other’s eyes.

Before he could say anything, she asked, “Why did you smoke so much?”

When he noticed the ashtray in her hand, the first thing that came to his mind was that Olivia was going to murder him with it.

But her question nipped his suspicion.

Ethan was wearing an indifferent expression. “Does that have anything to do with you?”

His voice was full of disdain. She set the ashtray down. Next time, she’ll use something sharp to finish him off.

Suppressing her displeasure, Olivia tugged at the hem of his sleeve. “I… crossed the line this morning. I’m sorry.”

appeared paler under the light. She came without

she was pretty, she didn’t

a part of

when Olivia acted cute

she acted that way, he could even pluck a star from the sky if she wanted

He questioned,

went along with it and pushed the meal box in

chicken, lasagna, salad, and fruit. The cherry tomatoes in the salad were arranged

simple, yet it catered

to have the food she made, stared at the heart–shaped

first cooking experience crossed his mind. She was

up with a

“Here. I made it. Even

a smile plastered on her

next

Olivia prompted gingerly. “These lunch boxes are insulated. The food isn’t cold. Give them a

him

familiar taste melted in his mouth, walking

it delicious?” she asked

Since when did she become so timid around

this morning?” He raised his gaze to look