Chapter 162
Everyone tensed up. It was just a noise Ethan made with his mouth, but the youth was already frowning deeply.
Ethan let go of the gun, a look of approval coloring his eyes. “Not bad. You’re quite the man. Still, no one can replace his life.”
Ethan walked toward Jack. Just then, Jack swiftly took out his gun and aimed it at Ethan’s forehead.
“Don’t move!” Guns were pointed at Jack from all sides. The man had been waiting for a chance to make his move.
“If my lowly life can be exchanged for Mr. Miller’s, then it doesn’t seem like a bad deal.” A rare smile appeared under Jack’s
mask.
He looked at Olivia with an earnest look that seemed to say, “From today onward, you’ll be free.”
Jack knew very well that as soon as he fired the gun, bullets from all sides would come at him as well. He had nowhere to run.
Olivia was stunned. No one could’ve expected this turn of events.
She had known Jack for only two weeks. She couldn’t allow him to die for her.
“No, don’t shoot!” Olivia ran toward the two in a crazed manner.
Ethan, who had a gun aimed at his head, didn’t seem to be scared. Instead, maniacal enthusiasm could be seen in his eyes.
“Why don’t we make a bet and see who survives?”
Olivia shouted, “Don’t shoot, Jack. Please, don’t shoot!”
As soon as he fired the gun, no one would know how things would turn out. But she was sure that only tragedy awaited them.
Before Jack could shoot, Olivia was already standing between the two.
“If you two are going to shoot, then you should kill me first.”
Ethan frowned, upset at Olivia’s sudden interruption. “Take her away.”
Throwing herself at Ethan, Olivia hugged him.
Her warm tears trailed down his neck as she said in a trembling voice, “Stop. Please, just stop. I’ll agree to all your conditions. I won’t escape anymore, I swear. Please let them go.”
The woman in his arms trembled uncontrollably with tears streaming down her face. Ethan felt the cold sea breeze on his face. For a moment, he regained his wits.
Seeing how pitiful Olivia’s sobs were, Ethan felt like a hole had opened up in his heart. He wasn’t happy at all. Instead, he felt endless pain.
He felt like he hadn’t seen her smile in a long while.
When he persistently clung to her, was it for revenge? Or was he simply feeling possessive?
No matter what the reason was, right now, he didn’t want to see her cry.
He asked in a low voice, “Are you truly sorry?”
Olivia gripped his coat, her messy hair whipping in the wind. There were tears in her eyes as she nodded time and again. “Yes, I’m sincerely sorry.”
His slender fingers tucked her messy hair behind her ears. He lowered his gaze, which had a rare hint of gentleness in it.” Then I’ll do as you wish.”
Olivia looked at him in disbelief. She thought that she was hearing things.
Bending down, Ethan picked Connor up. Then, he waved at Olivia.
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The sea breeze lifted the ends of her clothes. A few strands of her hair, which he had tucked behind her ears, came loose and
covered her forehead.
The sunlight gave his b*dy a warm glow. She couldn’t believe that she had caught sight of tenderness in Ethan’s eyes. Was she dreaming?
Not daring to doubt his intentions, Olivia hastily placed her hand in his palm.
As their fingertips touched, he tugged at her. She fell into his embrace.
“We’re going home.”
His cold words dashed Olivia’s imagination to pieces. She had no choice but to follow him.
