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.”

paler under the light. She

she was pretty, she

part of his heart

handle it when Olivia acted

he could even pluck a star from the sky

questioned, finally relaxing the

it and pushed the meal box in

salad, and fruit. The cherry

simple, yet it catered

food she made, stared at the heart–shaped salad

She was clumsy but serious about preparing him a

with a few blisters on

a grin. “Here. I made it.

always a smile plastered

next to him.

lunch boxes are insulated. The food

him the

in his mouth, walking him down

it delicious?” she

Since when did she become

He raised his