Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 1245

Olivia felt as if the blood in her veins had frozen. She tried to think of anything she could do to defuse the situation.

Did she stand a chance if they were to fight to the death? Even if she could defeat him, she could be riddled with bullets after she stepped out that door.

She cursed herself inwardly for being too anxious. She desperately wanted to be done with everything and leave Wayne’s side to return to Ethan.

What would happen to her now that she had been found out?

She grabbed a shirt as she formulated her sentences. Would he believe what she was about to say?

Unbeknownst to her, Wayne saw her dressed in his shirt when he walked in. The loose shirt she wore was just long enough to barely cover her nether regions.

covered by her jeans were exposed. They

were covered in black hair. Her skin, even her soles, were pale without a hint of

very well that Olivia wasn’t

gaze deepened. The

terrified. The image of Wayne casually stabbing someone to death was still

remain calm. “My pants aren’t dry yet. Can I wear one of yours for now? You weren’t here. I couldn’t exactly walk out of the room,

excuse was perfect. All that was left was

walked over to her. She clenched her fists tighter. The fabric in her hands was all scrunched

back was already covered in

step he took pounded on

her. His commanding presence made her feel so much pressure that

wrapped a hand around her waist and drew her closer. She was about to fight for her life and was thrown off by what he did. Her hands were pressed lightly against his

let me know. I wouldn’t have stopped you.” Olivia was dumbfounded. What was he

was holding. The article of clothing in her

she was a pervert who tried to steal

Damn it!