Even after her death novel

Chapter 164 Olivia widened her eyes. For the past few days, she had been guessing how Ethan would torture her. But… Never in her wildest dream had she imagined it to end up this way. Like a dehydrated man in the desert who finally found water, he carefully savored her lips as if he was

afraid of losing them. Her heart raced. Although the sunlight was shining on his face, his eyes were shut. She couldn't read his mind. It had been a long time since Olivia received such gentle treatment from him. While she was in a daze, Ethan suddenly bit her lip. The tingling pain pulled her senses back. He asked coldly, "Are you thinking of him again?" Unbeknownst to him, he was all she could think of. She wasn't in the state of mind to think about

others. She replied with a deadpan face, "No. How many times do I have to tell you? We're just friends." He scoffed coldly. Obviously, he was seeing her as his wife who cheated on him. He wouldn't believe anything she said. Not only that, he was getting aggressive. He caressed Olivia's face. "Did he touch you?" She widened her eyes, not expecting that question from him. "No. You'd better not cross the line." Her tone turned icier. His words made her heart ache.

His question was like rubbing salt on her wounds. The ache in her heart eclipsed the pain of her wounds. "He touched your hands." Ethan intertwined her fingers obsessively. Olivia's lips parted, but no words escaped through her lips. She did not know how to explain her stance. All she could do was rein her emotions to not agitate him. However, her concession was a provocation to him. He suddenly carried her to the bathroom, prompting her to clutch his shirt.

Unpleasant memories began flooding her head as her body trembled. "Is he gonna go mad again?" she wondered. Ethan placed her lightly into the bathtub, saying gently, "Don't be afraid. I'll wash you up." "Not this again!" she thought. The thought of dipping herself in cold water made her shake her head in denial. "Ethan, don't do this to

me. Please." The shower was turned on, and the steam filled the bathroom. Fortunately, it was warm water. Ethan began taking her clothes off until she was left in her undergarments. They had done something more intimate before. It had been two years since he last touched Olivia. After experiencing all kinds of incidents, she had mixed feelings for him. Love, resentment, anger and other emotions jumbled into a ball within her. His touch disgusted her more.

"Don't touch me!" She hugged her chest, repelled by his touch. With dark eyes, Ethan stared at the woman hugging her knees in the bathtub. She curled into a ball with teary eyes that expressed evident repulsion. He sneered. "What's wrong? You don't want me to touch you?" Olivia could sense his aura turning dangerous. His eyes were devoid of warmth. It seemed like he had a serious misunderstanding about her. She watched him stand up wordlessly.

With mockery written all over his face, he was going to leave. Olivia was confident that Ethan was going to do something; not to her, but to the people around her. Quickly, she grabbed his wrist.