Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 1254

Wayne’s annoying voice rang in Olivia’s ears. She didn’t even want to turn around to face him.

It was apparent that she was unhappy that he forcefully brought her to another country.

Wayne grabbed her hand and dragged her away.

“What are you doing? I can walk on my own.”

Wayne pulled her to the master bedroom. The room was around 2,000 square feet. It was very spacious

The floor was covered in a white fur carpet. The decor in the room was as grand as the rest of the presidential palace. There were quite a few famous paintings on the wall.

It didn’t seem like Wayne was the one who decorated the room. His predecessor was probably the one who did it.

He let go of Olivia’s hand.

You can wear whatever you want and eat whatever you want. You can live comfortably as long as you don’t try to

actually acting docile

while I

toward Olivia significantly. They were in his residence right now, so he

sure if he had spy

teacher to learn how to paint at a young age. The famous paintings she had only seen in the pages of books were all in this bedroom. All of them

was shocked. Wayne’s predecessor was a hardcore

painting after the other. She would sometimes go in for a closer look at the strokes, choice of colors, and how the strokes were initiated. “What’s so interesting about

course, they’re interesting.

have them if

are worth?” Wayne was topless, wearing black casual pants that hung loosely on his waist. A large swathe

they’re just

exclaimed with

you can cure me, you can take these

my head for me. You’re

next to the bed and sat down. She used

her skilled movements, Wayne asked, “Have you massaged other people

Olivia didn’t deny

“Patients?”

“No, my husband.”