Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 1289

Ethan could overhear the conversation.

Olivia nudged him by the arm, whispering into his ear, "Henpecked by your wife, huh?"

“I gladly take that as a compliment."

He pulled her into his embrace.His overt advances rendered her cheeks red while he was unbothered.His fingers pinched her cheek lightly.

“Why are you still so shy? You're not a kid anymore."

Olivia had always been shy when it came to this kind of thing.

After all, they kept their relationship under the radar when they first got together.

It was never disclosed publicly, so she couldn't get used to it in a short time.

Wayne, who walked out of the room, watched the couple share sweet nothings.

Ethan said something that made her blush.

Wordlessly, Wayne withdrew himself from the crowd.

and lowered his

her.She's not

of cigarette,

"Are you sure?"

in many ways, but she didn't

Alan sighed.

she was Ophelia, too.But too bad,

before breathing out a circle of smoke.His voice was hoarse as a result of a

where has

never existed in the first place, Ophelia disappeared

asked someone to seal off the hot spring.Wayne discarded the cigarette and headed for the ballroom.There was a seat arranged for Olivia right next to Ethan's.The guests were free to have lunch.Without the reporters around, the atmosphere was rather lighthearted than usual.Ethan gave everyone a cold disposition so others

rarely showed up on

leave

that a woman was sitting next to him,

admiral was devouring shrimp, dipping them in sauce to feed the

eyes narrowed at a single bite of

began swarming her eyes, and the tip of her

“It's spicy..."

at him with

glass of orange juice, and she

all your fault.Why did you dip them in so much