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 the light.

was pretty, she didn’t look

softened a part of his

when Olivia acted cute while

way, he could even pluck a star from the

He questioned, finally relaxing the

gladly went along with it and pushed the meal box in

chicken, lasagna, salad, and fruit. The cherry

simple, yet it catered to

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

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

ended up with a few blisters on

plated dish to him with a grin. “Here. I

time, there was always a smile plastered on

self–confidence whenever she stood next to him.

boxes are insulated. The food isn’t cold. Give them a

him the

taste melted in his mouth, walking him down

delicious?” she

was utterly speechless. Since when did she become so timid around

all fired up this morning?” He raised his gaze to