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Chapter 163
When Olivia passed by Tom and Jerry, they looked at her with heavy hearts.
She smiled at them in an attempt to comfort them.
Jack didn’t say anything. He watched her board the helicopter silently because he knew that now wasn’t the time.
In order not to cause trouble to the people on the island, Ethan mustn’t die here.
However, once he was away from the island…
A malicious glint fleeted across Jack’s eyes when Ethan happened to look back at him as if he sensed the danger.
They met each other’s eyes. The two strong men stared at each other for a second.
Both of them were aware that today wasn’t the end.
Olivia wasn’t able to bid farewell before leaving the island.
She looked at the huge cherry blossom tree and the small wooden house.
Martha was standing in front of her house, sending her off. The kids and the neighbors were watching her too.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOlivia didn’t realize when Jack left. With his back facing her, he advanced deeper into the woods like a lone wolf.
“Goodbye, everyone,” she closed her eyes and thought. It was a pity that she couldn’t watch the cherry blossoms bloom.
Since Ethan had caused a commotion only to bring her home, everyone definitely knew about it.
Thus, her plans had gone out of the window.
“What’s wrong? You hate to leave the island?” His low voice rang in her ears.
Olivia had to be very careful with her words. The last thing she wished for was to anger him because of a slip of the tongue.
She shook her head, not knowing how to respond to that.
Telling him the truth would make him angry. On the other hand, he would see through her if she lied.
Her fear of Ethan made her blood surge. She didn’t know what was the right response.
It seemed like Ethan was aware of that.
She would flinch when he leaned closer toward her. Like a frightened cat, she watched him with alert eyes.
He pulled the jumpy Olivia into his arms. She didn’t dare to defy his actions.
Therefore, she nestled against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
She shrunk herself as she couldn’t read his mind. She wasn’t sure how he would torture her the next moment.
The helicopter landed at the apron in Miller residence.
Olivia was on tenterhooks. Even her legs were wobbling when she alighted from the helicopter.
Ethan was looking at her. She was like a stray cat that had grown cautious of humans after getting tortured.
His gaze alone was enough to fetter her with fear.
Ethan clearly wasn’t doing anything. Yet, her body shuddered when he glanced at her.
Olivia was finally back, but she was more timid and sensitive than before.
She would read his expression carefully and watch her words.
Her attitude evoked frustration in him.
She stared at his back, sensing his anger. She didn’t know why he was livid because she neither did nor said anything.
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOlivia secretly caressed the pocket that contained the gun, hoping that she wouldn’t have to use it one day.
As soon as they entered the house, Madam Burgess took Connor elsewhere to play.
Olivia followed Ethan upstairs. The moment she entered a room, the door was closed.
The lights weren’t turned on. A ray of sunlight passed through the opening from the drawn curtains.
She could see the dust dancing under the glow of light, as well as Ethan’s gulping throat.
Darkness shrouded his face, so she couldn’t read his expression.
On the other hand, the sunlight was cast upon her lips and neck.
He caressed her lips, transferring the warmth from his coarse fingertip.
She didn’t know what kind of trick he had in mind.
Right when she was going to say something, his finger traced downward to her delicate collarbones.
Ethan’s breathing becheavier. She couldn’t guess what he was up to at all.
When she was going to say something, he finally moved.
He bent over, exposing his face to the sun for a brief second before he kissed her.