Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

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Chapter 1289

Ethan could overhear the conversation.

Olivia nudged him by the arm, whispering into his ear, "Henpecked by your wife, huh?" "I gladly take

that as a compliment." He pulled her into his embrace.

His overt advances rendered her cheeks red while he was unbothered.

His fingers pinched her cheek lightly.

"Why are you still so shy? You’re not a kid anymore."

Olivia had always been shy when it came to this kind of thing.

After all, they kept their relationship under the radar when they first got together. It was never disclosed

publicly, so she couldn't get used to it in a short time.

Wayne, who walked out of the room, watched the couple share sweet nothings. Ethan said something

that made her blush.

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Wordlessly, Wayne withdrew himself from the crowd.

Alan walked up to him and lowered his voice to report.

"I tested her. She’s not Ophelia."

Wayne bit a piece of cigarette, his eyes indecipherable. "Are you sure?" "Yes. I tested her in many

ways, but she didn't show any reflex reaction." Alan sighed.

"I wish she was Ophelia, too. But too bad, she’s not her."

A lighter clicked, burning the tip of Wayne's cigarette. He inhaled the other tip before breathing out a

circle of smoke.

His voice was hoarse as a result of a white night spent. "Just where has she gone to?"

As though she had never existed in the first place, Ophelia disappeared in thin air last night.

"We'll find her. I've asked someone to seal off the hot spring."

Wayne discarded the cigarette and headed for the ballroom.

There was a seat arranged for Olivia right next to Ethan's.

The guests were free to have lunch. Without the reporters around, the atmosphere was rather

lighthearted than usual.

Ethan gave everyone a cold disposition so others didn't dare to talk to him. They knew his vile temper

very well.

He rarely showed up on such occasions. Even if he attended, he would leave right after he did what he

should.

Now that a woman was sitting next to him, all eyes were on them.

The supposed gay admiral was devouring shrimp, dipping them in sauce to feed the woman. 1

Her eyes narrowed at a single bite of it. Tears began swarming her eyes, and the tip of her nose was

red.

"It's spicy..." She looked at him with watery eyes. 2

Hurriedly, he handed her a glass of orange juice, and she swigged it.

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"It's all your fault. Why did you dip them in so much spicy sauce?" "Sorry, my bad. Please forgive me,"

he responded apologetically.

The guests around them gushed.

I'm blind. What about you?" "Gosh, how I wish I could kick them out of here."

Wayne initially thought that it was an act, but Ethan's eyes held genuine affection.

Besides, no one could compel Ethan into putting up an act unless it was done out of will.

According to the information, Olivia was described as a bubbly woman. It wasn't weird for her to act all

cute in front of her lover.

Wayne massaged his temple. Was he overthinking it?

His watchful gaze didn't go unnoticed by Olivia, who thought, "He should let go of those unhelpful

thoughts by now."

A sudden pinch by the waist pulled her back from her thoughts, and she met Ethan's icy eyes.

After the meal, he put off the following schedule. Since the agreement was clinched, he decided to

spend the rest of the day with her.

As soon as they lay foot into the room, he pinned her against the wall and kissed her aggressively.

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