Olivia frowned. She wondered what Ethan was up to again, running over to her and saying nonsensical stuff.
Stretching out her right hand, she wanted to push his suffocating body away.
But when her fingers touched his body, she felt something wet.
It was blood.
She was very sensitive to such smells now.
Turning on the lights, Olivia saw the blood seeping into his white shirt.
He didn’t leave the villa. Olivia didn’t understand how he would turn out like this.
“Who did this?”
Ethan didn’t seem to mind it at all. Instead, he reached out to touch her face.
“Liv, I hurt your hand, so I’ll make it up to you with my arm. Don’t be mad at me anymore, okay?”
There seemed to be an abnormal thirst in his gaze. Olivia was speechless.
“Are you out of your mind?”
Ethan didn’t deny that. With bloodied fingers, he touched Olivia’s face.
“Yes, I’m crazy. Liv, you can do anything to me as long as you don’t leave me.”
“Even kill you?”
Blood streamed from his fingertips, dripping along her face. His smile was extra gentle.
“I’m not scared of death, but I’m scared that I won’t see you again after I die. Liv, don’t leave me.”
Looking at the blood dripping on the sheets, Olivia was instantly furious. “Get lost.”
She had once heard from Ethan that his mother had severe mental illness.
Whenever she had her bouts, she would start harming herself.
Ethan had been mourning his sister’s death for the past few years. He also had to deal with the problems of his marriage.
His mental health wouldn’t be much better than Leia’s.
Moreover, that sort of mental illness was usually caused by genetic issues. Ethan was beginning to display signs of self-harm.
Looking at the alarming color of blood, Olivia feared that he might harm her as well.
She subconsciously protected the yet-unformed child, not daring to provoke Ethan too much.
“No matter what it is you want to say, let’s get you bandaged first.
“Even if you don’t want to sleep, I do. Look, you’re smearing the sheets with blood.”
“I’m sorry, Liv. I can’t quite control it. I’ll wipe it clean for you right away.”
Reaching out, he tried to wipe the sheets, but it only got worse.
It was just like his relationship with Olivia. The more he tried to mend it, the more he was pushing her away instead.
Olivia felt nauseous. Ignoring Ethan, she hastily ran to the bathroom to throw up.
She hated blood. She would never forget the day when she bled heavily while giving birth prematurely.
Her child had disappeared in the pool of blood.
Ethan wanted to pat her on the back to soothe her. But when Olivia saw his blood-streaked body, she retched even more violently.
“Stay away from me. It’s disgusting.”
Ethan watched her from a distance away. His eyes were filled with heartache.
This was how much she suffered when she got pregnant back then. She would throw up everything she ate. But he knew nothing of it.
Despite everything, Ethan still cared for Olivia. When his mind had cleared a little, he turned around and left to bandage his wounds.
Olivia was speechless as she looked at the blood in the room. She had no idea what he was getting at.
She went to another room and then opened the windows.
Taking in the fresh flowery air, she felt the restlessness in her heart dissipating a little.
After the ordeal, Ethan had disappeared. Olivia couldn’t be bothered to go look for him.
She didn’t know how conflicted Ethan was feeling.
He kept wishing that the child was his.
He would treat Olivia the way he should have done in the past, and he would make it up to her.
But then, he thought about her getting pregnant with another man’s child.
He felt like a monster was trying to get out of his body.
He tried his best to suppress it, but the monster tore at his flesh and roared like crazy.
Blood. He wished he could use the child’s blood as an offering to the monster known as jealousy. His handsome face gradually became twisted.