Chapter 22

Why did things have to turn out like that? Olivia wanted to return to the carefree life she had two years ago.

“I’m here. I’m here,” he repeated tirelessly.

Olivia knew that his tenderness would only last a fleeting moment, and she should keep a distance from him. Yet, she couldn’t help wanting to hold onto that tiny, remaining shred of his warmth.

She wondered how good everything would be if he were still himself.

When Ethan woke up at dawn, he felt someone in his arms before even opening his eyes. Despite all the alcohol he had last night, he figured that nothing would happen to him. His alcohol tolerance was high and he had great self–control.

didn’t dare to open his eyes. He had a splitting headache and no recollection of what had happened the night before. It

to shove her off of him. Just as he was about

recent exchanges had been filled

any makeup on, her fair, snowy skin glowed. She was a little too

her body curled up in a ball, defensively. In the past, her limbs would

longer trusted him. At

as she took her surroundings in. Her gaze was innocent and beautiful, like that of a

fell on

and you had your hands

the beautiful moment they shared

Had I been sober, I wouldn’t

the awkward situation, Ethan took his clothes and headed to the bathroom, while Olivia quickly tidied up the hair scattered all

shirt furiously, as he regretted explaining why he had held her while she was sleeping. They were still husband and wife, so it should

could have handled the situation better. When he was about to throw his

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