Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 579

The comment brought Olivia back to reality.

It was true that everything she saw and heard since she regained consciousness was trying to convince her that she and Ethan were in love and that Ethan loved her deeply.

It was like a gift box perfectly wrapped with no imperfections on the outside.

Even if the loss of her baby was an accident, what about her arm? Who injured her arm?

When she was taking a bath, she noticed a lot of scars and wounds on her body. None of them were lethal. They were more like scratches, scrapes, or bruises.

Her palms were calloused.

She had a beautiful figure, but it wasn’t the delicate, frail kind. Instead, she had a more athletic build.

The wounds seemed to be recent, and she seemed to be someone who frequented the gym. Or else, she wouldn’t be able to get such a build.

All these things directly contradict Ethan’s statement that she was a housewife.

The most important thing was that the registered numbers in her phone consisted of Ethan and several bodyguards.

phone was clearly brand new. Even

was like her memories. It was completely wiped clean with no trace that it ever existed. Olivia immediately began to

you looking at? It’s already

and touched her. Olivia quickly turned off

just reading some

over and pressed his chest against her back. But Olivia’s back was

a scene in a thriller novel where the protagonist suddenly realized that

even her breathing froze. She didn’t know that Ethan

up and

that it’s bad for your eyes to look at

his arms around her

and didn’t know how to position her limbs. She kept thinking about the comment saying that Ethan might be

What could he possibly

her a hefty inheritance

keep her alive to receive

for her to be tricked so he could take the inheritance, kick her out, and live happily

novel she read just now

that Ethan was trying to kill her for money, she started

sleep?” Ethan’s gentle voice rang next

heard his voice, all she could think about was that it was the killer’s final moment

have slept for

asked cautiously, “Did … my father leave me anything before

you