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.”

at her face, which appeared paler under the light. She

she was pretty, she didn’t look

of his

handle it when Olivia acted cute while tugging his

acted that way, he could even pluck a star from the

questioned, finally relaxing

gladly went along with it and pushed the meal box in front

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

simple, yet it catered to

have the food she made, stared at the heart–shaped salad for a

experience crossed his mind. She was clumsy but serious about preparing him

Olivia ended up with a few blisters

she presented the nicely plated dish to him with a grin. “Here. I made it. Even if it’s not

that time, there was always a smile plastered on

she stood next to him. Her actions

gingerly. “These lunch boxes are insulated. The food isn’t

him

melted in his mouth,

delicious?” she

speechless. Since when did she become so

you all fired up this morning?” He raised