Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Olivia could have used her self-defense skills to fight Ethan, but she didn't want Isabella and Aaron to find out they were there.

Otherwise, everything she tolerated before would've been for naught.

She wouldn't be able to live with herself if she caused Isabella to commit suicide out of shame.

Cheating was wrong, but she didn't have to pay for it with her life.

Too many people had been hurt or killed because of her.

Cyril's leg was still suffering from lingering effects after so many years.

Mona was dead, and so was Snowball.

She was also the reason Ethan had all those scars on his back.

All those things had become a burden to her.

She didn't want anyone to lose their lives for her sake again.

"Ethan, you bastard.

Let go of me," Olivia hissed.

Ethan whispered, "Liv, why can you be so forgiving to everyone else? But you're always so cruel to me." Olivia looked him in the eye and asked slowly, "Do you really not know?" Sighing, Ethan nestled his head on her neck.

"Liv, the mistakes were already made.

The damage is already done.

atone for my mistakes? My life is

I can give it to you." She never doubted that Ethan would give up

he hated her, he could jump down the building

also the first one to come to her rescue when she was

he who had hurt

want

all

take my life instead,

to live another day without you." "Aaron,

take it

shattered the icy atmosphere between

her

Olivia bit her lip.

"You bastard.

happens." Her shy expression made Ethan's

and said impishly, “Even if you

want to make you feel like you're dying too." Olivia's face

you bastard." Their sweat had already dried

felt cold

tingle when Ethan's hands fell on her

"Liv, I want you.

badly ..." It had

it after that night on

was a stubborn

relieve his pent-up