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Chapter 919 Ethan's wronged tone prompted Olivia to lift her head. He looked like an abandoned puppy with those

teary eyes. Was that the Ethan she knew? Or could it be that his body was possessed by a puppy's soul? She responded wryly, "How can I help you?" He tapped on her palm, and her face turned beet red. She refused profusely, "No. I refuse. Don't even think about it." "You don't move. I'll do it. How's that?" Olivia's eyes widened at that, as she hadn't expected to hear that from Ethan. "Don't worry, Liv. I won't touch you. This will do." She was wearing silk pajamas.

The thin fabric rendered the sensation as raw as it could be. He panted right next to her ear, and she felt so embarrassed about it. Covering her eyes with the back of her hands, Olivia scolded, "You're mean, Ethan Miller!" He hummed in response. "I am mean, so what? A mean person like me loves you and will love you for

the rest of his life." Her heart raced. "Cut it out, you jerk!" Ethan's panting became heavier. "Liv, I love you. My life is yours." Feeling the friction between her legs, she simply wished she could bury herself in a hole. "Enough?" "How is this enough? This is you we're talking about, Liv." He turned his head and kissed her. Half an hour later, Olivia supported Ethan out of the bathroom. Her steps were wobbly, and her forehead was covered with a sheen of sweat. Even her back was

drenched. Meanwhile, he was all freshened up after a shower. We then returned to the bathroom to take another shower. When she came out of it, she could sense

that he was in a good mood She thought she saw some pink bubbles surrounding him. gned at her. 'Liv, it's getting late. We should

sleep together." Those last two words made her flush. * promise that it'll only be sleeping" he promised. I can sleep on the couch just fine." How could she possibly stay with him with peace of mind after what had happened? She even suspected that he had been scheming for that for a long time. Hugging a blanket, she moved and lay on the couch. Ethan set on the bed while grumbling. "There are only four days left, Liv. Can't you spend more time

with me? "No Sleep Olivia answered fiercely. She tossed to the other side and covered the blanket over her head, not wanting to see him. Still she couldn't ignore the weird sensation between her legs. The deed was already done, but her cheeks were still burning. She thought. "That jerk! Oh, well. There are only four days left anyway." The thought of her plan quelled the frustration in her. After all, it wasn't even sex. Ethan stared at her back until her breathing slowly became stable. Carefully, he approached her to

carry her. The possibility of his wounds rupturing didn't bother him at all. He didn't want her to sleep on the couch. She opened her eyes groggily at that. She looked at him, alarmed. "What are you trying to do again?" It was as though Ethan was a thief. Helplessness seeped into him. "It's uncomfortable sleeping on the couch. You take the bed. I'll take the

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