Chapter 917
Olivia’s face was as red as an apple.
Although the couple had done something more intimate than this, it was her first time removing Ethan’s
pants.
Not to mention, they were divorced, too.
He appeared calm and was waiting for her patiently.
Olivia mentally prepared herself. Taking a deep breath, she began moving her fingers.
She closed her eyes and pulled his pants down. Following that, she hurriedly turned around to make sure
the water temperature was right.
By the time she turned around again, he already sat down with his legs slightly open.
His muscles were so defined that they could drive any woman crazy.
Yet. Ethan sat with his back straightened. He seemed so serious that having any distorted thoughts about
him would be a sin.
“Thanks, Liv
What else could Olivia say?
Although it was a decent place, it didn’t provide a loofah.
After drenching his b*dy with water, she pumped some b*dy shampoo onto her palm. She slid her hands
down his b*dy.
The calluses on her hands had vanished after two years of rest, so her palms were soft and smooth.
The longer her hand traced along Ethan’s b*dy, the more ferocious the lust was bubbling in him.
It conjured the image of a blindfolded Olivia on that ship in his head.
Meanwhile, she didn’t have much memory from that night due to the drugs.
She did her best to wash him up, but how could her b*dy not react to his?
They were ex-lovers, after all. They had done so many intimate things together.
When her fingers brushed across his abs, she kept repeating in her head. “This is a washboard. This is a
washboard This is a big washboard.”
Ethan’s arms were built.
He looked sophisticated in suits. And when he was n*ked, his arm muscles were a masterpiece.
She continued persuading herself in her head. “Drumsticks. These are two huge drumsticks.”
Olivia was taking her task seriously as she scrubbed his shoulders to his fingers.
When she was scrubbing his palms, he suddenly tightened his hands around hers.
Their fingers intertwined together, and he was holding her hands tightly.
He was still wearing the wedding ring. He didn’t remove it for the past three days.
The presence of the wedding ring took Olivia off guard for a second before she put on a fierce look.”
What are you doing?”
Noticing her displeasure, he quickly released her. “Sorry. It was a reflex.”
That was Olivia’s favorite form of physical touch.
Sometimes, when Ethan fell asleep, she would secretly lay next to him and intertwine her fingers with his.
And they remained that way all night long.
In fact, he had always been a light sleeper. He sensed it the second she touched him, but he simply let her
be
He liked that, too. It was as though Olivia belonged to only him.
Whenever the couple watched movies, she would nestle in his embrace and eat chips while holding his
hand.
She was a happy little pervert bunny back then. She sneaked some peeks at his side profile, thinking how
such a handsome man could be her husband.
She wondered if she was the most blessed person in the world
The moment Ethan released Olivia’s hand, she felt a part of her become empty.
He was the man she loved for so many years, so she couldn’t help but be shaken by his actions.
Acting like nothing happened, she crouched down and pumped some b*dy shampoo onto her palm.
Her mind was wandering off, so she didn’t realize that her hands were getting out of control.
When she touched his thighs, he grabbed her hands. “Not there.”
It seems Ethan only ever married Olivia to take revenge for what happened to his little sister. While Olivia is plagued by her sickness, he holds her chin and says coldly, “This is what your family owes me.” Now, she has no family and no future.
Her father becomes comatose after a car accident, leaving her with nothing to live for. Thus, she hurls herself from a building. “The life my family owes will now be repaid.” At this, Ethan, who’s usually calm, panics while begging for Olivia to come back as if he’s in a state of frenzy …
