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.”

stared at her face, which appeared paler under

she was pretty, she

of his heart all the

when Olivia acted cute while tugging

acted that way, he could even pluck a star

dinner?” He questioned, finally

went along with it and pushed the meal

fruit. The cherry

it

hadn’t been able to have the food she made, stared at the heart–shaped salad for a

his mind. She was clumsy but serious about preparing him

ended up with

dish to him with a grin. “Here. I made it.

always a smile plastered

next to

Ethan’s silence, Olivia prompted gingerly. “These lunch boxes are insulated. The

him

in his mouth, walking him

it delicious?” she asked

was utterly speechless. Since when did

all fired up this morning?” He raised his gaze