Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

The two of them were entangled on the floor.

Ethan, who was in disarray, struggled to get up.

He only made his condition worse.

He used to be a calm and composed man, but he lost his cool when it came to Olivia.

The more cautious he was, the more it made matters worse.

"Don't move.

I'll handle it," Olivia said resignedly.

She understood how he felt.

When she found out she didn't have long to live, she was also depressed for some time.

She even considered suicide.

No one would be able to take it if they were suddenly thrust into such a situation.

Olivia calmed him down to prevent him from making matters worse.

Then, she brought him some dry clothes.

"There's a shirt and a pair of pants.

Can you change into them yourself?" "T can, but I can't tell the front from the back." “Never mind.

I'll do it for you." It wasn't the first time she had seen his body.

Olivia didn't care anymore.

for the tie on his waist and removed his

was riddled

the ones he got from saving her over three years

could still remember everything that happened

so many years

Time was indeed terrifying.

wiped his face and body with a clean

and allowed her to do whatever she

never would have happened

all, Ethan was a

was used to doing everything by

nature hidden at the beginning of

were so close, but she didn't

only feel that he was actually there

completely different

the moment, Ethan was basically offering her his

one had helped him shave in the past

some stubble on his chin, and

since he was poisoned, he had a more

off the bandages on his

could roughly see

was as gentle as

subconsciously reached out and

"Liv ..." The

The atmosphere was perfect.

embrace after he tugged at