Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Olivia's sudden question shocked Ethan.

It would be very bad for him if he admitted to having regained his vision.

He would never admit it! "Liv, I wish my eyesight would return sooner so I won't cause you so much trouble," Ethan said with a troubled expression.

“Don't move.

I'll get you some tissues." "Okay." Ethan saw Olivia putting her bathrobe back on.

Then, she took a dagger from under her pillow and slowly approached him.

She was looking at his face, trying to see if he was lying.

Ethan knew what she was thinking.

She had started to doubt him.

He knew a terrible fate awaited him if she found out he was lying about his eyesight.

He felt extremely nervous but couldn't afford to show any emotions on his face.

As the blood flowed freely from his nose, Ethan asked innocently, " Where are you, Liv? Are you back yet?" Olivia walked up to him and placed the tissues down.

"I'm here," she said in an even tone.

out some tissues and then

stopped a couple of inches before

didn't even take

the blade was

wouldn't have

Olivia was puzzled.

she overthinking it? She didn't notice Ethan's clenched fists behind his

fists so tightly that his nails dug

so he could suppress the natural instinct to move

measure, but he

around slightly and asked, "Where are you, Liv?

didn't know that Ethan's back was already

exchange, Ethan's nosebleed miraculously

covered in blood, but it was very troublesome to get new

water I used

can use that to wash yourself if you don't mind." “Of course, I don't

you used,

there?" Ethan slowly made his way toward the folding

he banged his head on the folding

laughter as he held

over to him

seen Olivia's genuine laugh in such along time that

snapped back to reality and