Chapter 105

Ethan attempted to keep his emotions under control. He was afraid that he might break Marina’s neck if

she was around here.

If he had arrived one second late, Olivia would’ve been hurt.

He was able to tolerate Marina’s jealousy in the past.

He took it as a trivial matter, but he didn’t expect things to escalate this far.

Ethan looked at the wound above Olivia’s eyebrow. “Disinfect your wound. Leave Connor to Mina.”

Mina Whitman was Connor’s nanny.

Olivia finally heaved a sigh of relief after Connor’s rash was under control. She left the rest to Mina.

“Mama, Mama,” Connor called her upon noticing that she was leaving.

He became anxious, no longer the quiet boy he was a second ago.

It pained her to see him crying, so she returned to him to give him a hug.

Only then did he nestle quietly in her arms.

Ethan took the cotton bud to disinfect her wound. Olivia instinctively dodged him, but he insisted. “Don’t

move.”

Everyone in the house worked for Marina, making him the only person she could trust. So, she did as

he said.

He knew that she didn’t like pain, so he made sure his touches were light enough.

She endured the pain without grunting.

Obviously, Ethan was the reason that Olivia grew from her frailty. It was a result of his cold treatment

and hurtful words.

She lost her smiles and never complained, not even grunting when it hurt.

He looked at her hair, which was covered in egg stains.

Anger rushed through his veins, reaching every part of his body.

He lost control of his strength at the brief distraction, and the cotton bud prodded her wound.

She hissed in pain.

“Does it hurt a lot?” he quickly checked on her.

He held her chin and cooed, “I’ll be lighter.”

His tone made the air feel slightly weird. She shifted her gaze away from him. “It doesn’t.”

He disinfected her wound and plastered a pink band–aid on it.

He thought that women liked it when things were cute, so he had cute band–aids.

It was his habit.

Olivia said aloofly, “Thanks.”

She drew farther from him. “It’s getting late. Eve is waiting for me to return home for dinner.

“I’ll leave Connor to you. Goodbye.”

“I’ll ask Kelvin to send you

“Okay. Thanks.”

home.”

Olivia banded over Connor to Ethan.

But Connor’s eyes became teary almost instantly. “I want Mama. I want Mama.”

“Be a good boy. I will visit you some other day.” She caressed his head gently.

He sobbed, not wanting her to leave.

Ethan pulled Connor over. A glare from Ethan was enough to make Connor behave.

“I expect nothing less from a father and a son. How great would it be if Connor was my son.”

The thought flashed across her mind. Deeming it scary, she shook her head to shake the idea off her

mind.

“About today… I will make sure justice is served,” Ethan said.

“Treat Connor better.” With that, she left the place.

She stared at the vast sea, thinking, “If my child is still with me, I will make sure to treat him well, not

use him to win a man’s heart.”

The thought of her child, who didn’t have the chance yet to see the world, pained her.

She barely took a few steps when she fainted in front of Kelvin.

“Mrs. Miller!”