Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 270

Marina was panicking, but Olivia was relatively calmer. Olivia was sure the outcome would be the same if Ethan had to pick between them.

She could feel herself back in the freezing waters of the ocean when she closed her eyes. She could picture Ethan swimming resolutely toward Marina.

That incident haunted Olivia for an entire year. She had just gotten over it. She was about to start over.

“Why…” Olivia muttered.

“Why what?” the person asked.

Olivia raised her chin slightly. Even though she was sprawled on the floor in a humiliating position, she maintained her defiance.

“Why do you have to play games with us? Do you get a kick out of it?”

The person chuckled. “Of course, it’s fun for me. I think seeing Ethan kill the woman he loves with his own hands will be very amusing.”

hands several times but held back. She knew it would be all

you have feelings for someone, you should compete fairly. What do you stand to gain from these schemes?” Olivia

hid it well, but Olivia leaned more toward the possibility that

direct. A man wouldn’t waste years setting up a plot. Nor would a man waste so much effort to capture her and Marina just to force Ethan to

between them.

woman. Not only was this woman cruel, but

place when her relationship with him was at rock bottom these two years? Why was Marina the one who got

well. She would have an easier time

woman who managed to get close to Ethan in these two years. There were no other women. If this woman wasn’t trying

to. She wanted to rip off her blindfold to see who the

woman appeared to have guessed what she was thinking. She said coldly, “I’ll be happier than you can imagine. Do you know why I haven’t killed you yet? Dying is too easy. I want to see you struggle. I want you to experience all

longest time, Olivia could only guess what the woman’s motive was.

she had never harmed anyone in her life. She didn’t know why this woman would

we know each other? Why do you hate me so much?” Olivia couldn’t

that she thought death would be a gift for her. The woman hated

for