Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

It was the middle of the night. Burgess had already returned home. Ethan and Olivia were the only ones left in the villa.

“Are you tired?”

Olivia shook her head and said, “Not at all. I’ll watch TV for a while.”

She felt a little awkward. Even though the two of them were already married, she still wasn’t that familiar with Ethan.

She was still reluctant to be intimate with him.

Ethan noticed her unease. He wasn’t about to rush things. “Okay, I’ll watch with you.”

Olivia was watching some soap drama while Ethan was typing away on his laptop by her side.

Olivia would glance at him from time to time. He was wearing gold-framed glasses.

The overhead light cast a warm glow on him and made him seem more gentle.

It was as if Ethan felt Olivia’s gaze. He raised his head.

emitted a soft

glasses with his middle finger and looked at

started to blush

asked, “Are you thirsty or hungry? You didn’t eat much at dinner

eyes widened as she asked,

Madam Burgess’ words were over the top. She thought the other lady was just intentionally trying to make

up his sleeves and patted

he entered the

soon be heard coming from the kitchen. Olivia

she began to

cast some shadows

hour, Olivia heard Ethan’s voice

wash your hands and prepare

had already set the food on

Diabla, Ceviche, and

she looked

elegant man like Ethan would make some fancy food for her. But instead, it was all

wet tissue and cleaned his fingers. “I didn’t have enough time to make anything too fancy.