Chapter 175
The ashtray was heavy. It was difficult for Olivia to hold it with one hand.
She wondered if the blood would splatter on her face if she flung it at Ethan.
Her unconscious thoughts scared even herself, too.
At that moment, Ethan looked back at her. They met each other’s eyes.
Before he could say anything, she asked, “Why did you smoke so much?”
When he noticed the ashtray in her hand, the first thing that came to his mind was that Olivia was going to murder him with it.
But her question nipped his suspicion.
Ethan was wearing an indifferent expression. “Does that have anything to do with you?”
His voice was full of disdain. She set the ashtray down. Next time, she’ll use something sharp to finish him off.
Suppressing her displeasure, Olivia tugged at the hem of his sleeve. “I… crossed the line this morning. I’m sorry.”
Ethan stared at her face, which appeared paler under the light. She came without makeup.
Although she was pretty, she didn’t look lively.
It still softened a part of his heart all the same.
Ethan could never handle it when Olivia acted cute while tugging his shirt.
Whenever she acted that way, he could even pluck a star from the sky if she wanted him to.
“Where’s dinner?” He questioned, finally relaxing the mood.
“Here.” She gladly went along with it and pushed the meal box in front of him.
There was fried chicken, lasagna, salad, and fruit. The cherry tomatoes in the salad were arranged into a heart shape.
It was simple, yet it catered to his liking.
Ethan, who hadn’t been able to have the food she made, stared at the heart–shaped salad for a while.
Memories of her first cooking experience crossed his mind. She was clumsy but serious about preparing him a lunch box.
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