Even After Death Novel (Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller) novel 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.

The legs that were usually covered by her jeans were exposed. They looked prettier than those of models.

They were also unlike his own, which were covered in black hair. Her skin, even her soles, were pale without a hint of impurity.

He knew very well that Olivia wasn't wearing anything under that shirt!

He gulped slightly as his gaze deepened. The atmosphere felt electrifying.

Olivia was terrified. The image of Wayne casually stabbing someone to death was still fresh in her mind.

She forced herself to 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, so I opened your suitcase without your permission."

The excuse was perfect. All that was left was for him to believe it.

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

Her back was already covered in sweat.

Wayne's expression was stern. Every step he took pounded on her heart.

Then, the man stood right before her. His commanding presence made her feel so much pressure that she felt like she was suffocating.