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.

The pajamas had excellent texture, and they emitted a soft glow under

adjusted his glasses with his middle finger and looked at Olivia. He asked in

to blush from Ethan’s

set his laptop down and asked, “Are you thirsty or hungry? You didn’t eat much at dinner just now.

widened as she asked, “You really can

thought that Madam Burgess’ words were over the top. She thought the other lady

sleeves and patted Olivia on

entered

from the kitchen. Olivia

to think he might be cooking

the stove flickered and cast some shadows that danced on Ethan’s tall and

Olivia heard Ethan’s voice coming from

hands and prepare to

had already

a la Diabla, Ceviche, and

eyes widened as she looked at

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

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