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.

was wearing a set of black silk pajamas. The pajamas had excellent texture, and they emitted a soft glow under the light, which contrasted

and looked at Olivia. He asked in a deep voice, “What’s

blush from

hungry? You didn’t eat much at dinner just now. Do you

widened as she asked, “You really

top. She thought the other lady was just intentionally trying to make Ethan

sleeves and patted

he entered the

kitchen. Olivia had thought

began to think he might be cooking up a fancy

flickered and cast some shadows that

an hour, Olivia heard Ethan’s voice coming from

hands

hands, Ethan had already set

a la Diabla, Ceviche,

she looked at

elegant man like Ethan would make some fancy food

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