Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Ethan had always been a powerful man, but at that moment, he was extremely humble.

"I was picking out the bunnies for you last night, and I decided to get something for Erina while I was at it.

"Liv, I treasure you, and I care about our children as well.

It's almost New Year's, so can you give me a chance to see the children?" He was especially concerned about the tender Willow.

They had only spent a short time together in the village before Olivia left with Willow.

Olivia sighed.

"Alright, just don't do it again." He nodded in agreement.

"I won't." Olivia poked at the stubs on his chin.

"Go upstairs and wash up." "Sure." Taking her fingertips, he planted a kiss on them.

"Have you really calmed down?" "Yes, absolutely." It was only then that Ethan sighed in relief and went upstairs.

Now, he felt like he was walking on thin ice around Olivia.

He had finally contacted her again after a painstaking process, so he was sincerely worried that he might lose Olivia again.

Pride and favor were nothing compared to Olivia.

As Ethan stood in the shower, he recalled the past.

very grateful to Kurt

back then, he had even

kindness in full a long time

wanted to live

the favor was a chain that bound him, he would break it with

all this only after he

he wouldn't have wasted all those years away from

door, he saw that Olivia had already prepared

some of his clothes

clothes on the bed, a

had asked for some fresh ingredients

she cooked up a

her from

the whole room, accompanied by the fresh smell he had on him

worried that when he went

was

around and

she had done before, and he wouldn't ever be

be ready soon." Olivia knew that Ethan didn't eat much

chowder and some other

the

breakfast was laid out on

as if he was in

could witness this scene every