Even After Death Novel (Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller) novel Chapter 840

Before Olivia spoke, Ethan added, "Don't see it as a burden. The fact that I like you is my business to deal with. I'll diminish my presence as I did before. I won't intervene much in your life but … liking you is my right. You can kill me, but you can't stop me from liking you."

Her ears were burning at his honesty, which caught her off-guard. She didn't know how to respond to that.

Ethan broke the awkwardness as he lifted his blanket to get out of bed. "Okay, I told you not to see it as a burden. Let me send you back. It's getting late. You should rest up."

"It's alright. I can walk back by myself. It's not that far."

"The ship's not that safe at night. I can walk you back." He had already put on his coat.

Noticing that she was wearing thin layers, he casually draped another coat over her shoulders.

Before she could reject him, Ethan explained, "It's clean."

"I—I didn't mean it that way. I …"

"I know." Standing by the door, he reached out his hand for her.

Olivia blinked her eyes a few times. Only then did she realize that it was indeed dangerous for a single woman to be on the ship.

His mask covered half of his ordinary face, adding a mysterious touch to his aura.

Olivia thought Logan's physique was similar to Ethan's for a brief moment.

Soon, she put that absurd idea at the back of her head. Although their heights were similar, Ethan was more robust than Logan.

Logan appeared to be thinner than Ethan.

Every single time Ethan wore a suit, he would always put on a necktie neatly. There was no crease over his outfit. Even his actions expressed sophisticated grace.

Olivia looked at Logan again, who seemed to not wear suits that often. The top two buttons were left unbuttoned, and his shirt wasn't tucked into his pants.

The hem of his shirt was peeping out of his coat.

In addition to the mask, there was a tinge of untrammeled character to the casual air around him.