Chapter 6

Olivia’s POV

I sat on the edge of the padded examination table with the faint smell of antiseptic clinging to the air. Healer Rosa gently tilted my chin up, examining the cut on my forehead.

“Your temple region took the most damage,” she said, wiping the area with a damp cloth. “What happened?”

I hesitated, not wanting to get into the messy details of the accident. “It’s nothing. Just some reckless driver and bad luck. Yve has already handled most of it. I just came to make sure it heals without a scar.”

Rosa reached for a small jar on the counter, scooping a bit of herbal salve onto her fingers. “Hold still.”

I closed my eyes, letting the coolness of the cream soothing the faint sting.

The door burst open suddenly, crashing against the wall. Rosa flinched, her hands freezing mid-air.

Ethan stormed in. He took a few quick steps toward us.

Rosa’s eyes darted between us, her nervous fingers tightening around the jar. I offered her a reassuring nod. “It’s fine. That’s my… boss.”

Ethan centered his focus entirely on me. “Is it serious?” he demanded.

Rosa straightened, adjusting her glasses. “It’s just a superficial wound. Nothing too serious. She’ll be fine.”

He let out a breath. Rosa gave me theointment, then hurried out of the room.

Ethan stepped aside, but the moment I reached the doorway, he grabbed the small bottle of ointment from my hand. I paused, raising an eyebrow at him.

“I’ll handle this,” he muttered, tucking the bottle into his coat pocket as if it were some grand gesture of care.

I didn’t bother stopping him. If he wanted to play the part of the attentive husband, I wasn’t going to waste my breath arguing.

phone, intending to call a cab, but Ethan snatched the phone from my hand, his grip

go,” he said, already steering me

pull my arm back,

me to the parking lot, not releasing my wrist until we reached his car. He opened the passenger door, practical- ly shoving me inside before slamming it shut behind

seat and

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wish to speak anything to him, either. But, Ethan was gripping the steering wheel way too tightly after we parked the car. I knew something was going to come

to punish me?” he asked. “First, you blocked my number and then

him, taken aback. Then, before I could stop myself, I burst

“What the hell is so

crashing my own car? You clearly think of yourself a little too much,

flinched, his fingers

me back my phone,” I said,

Fine. But that doesn’t

“Guilty? For what?”

daughter… she’s sensitive, a bit spoiled” he said, his voice softening. “She’s not

him. The way he talked about her, the softness in his tone, the protectiveness.

the cool leather seat, closing my eyes

things difficult for her. But keep her in check. Make sure she stays out of

furrowed. “Chole is like my sister. You’re

throw the evidence in his face nearly overpowering. Instead, I forced a tight, bitter smile. “Oh? Well, then congratulations.

darkening, but

my shoulders, the warm, woody scent still clinging to the fabric.

twitching slightly. He frowned, his jaw tightening as he stared at the jacket. This was the first time he

suit is that?” he asked, his tone

bothering to meet his

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