Chapter 571
Warm sunlight streamed through the enormous windows, casting onto the magnificent and spacious bed.
A pretty woman was lying on the bed. She had skin white as snow and exquisite facial features. She was like a princess.
The sunlight seemed to be too bright.
The woman frowned and woke up. As soon as she woke up, she felt like her mind was completely blank, and her head was throbbing.
It was like something had siphoned everything she had in her mind. It wasn’t just her mind that was feeling empty. Her heart
was the same.
Who was she? Where was she?
She heard water flowing and looked toward the bathroom.
Was someone washing up in there? Who was it?
She lifted the blanket and got off the bed. Her bare feet stepped on the soft, fur carpet.
Although it was freezing outside, the room was air-conditioned and as cozy as it was in spring.
The woman surveyed her surroundings.
The room’s decoration was mainly in warm yellow tones, emphasizing a creamy theme. The bed looked like soft cotton candy, while the couch looked like milky white clouds.
There was a massive photo on the wall. It was of her falling into a man’s embrace while wearing a bridal gown. The man who was holding her was tall and incredibly handsome.
She went to the dressing table and saw that she looked exactly like the woman in the photo.
That was her? Was she married?
She still had countless questions when the bathroom door suddenly opened. The man from the picture walked toward her wearing a bathrobe.
The photo of the man was already very handsome, but somehow, he looked manlier in person.
He came out of the bathroom slightly soaked. He had tried to hold back his cold temperament, but Olivia still sensed danger coming from him.
Was it hatred? Or was it fear?
Ethan took away the candle holder in her hand while she was still spaced out.
Then, he gently held her hand and said, “I know you have many questions. I’ll answer them slowly. But the most important thing now is to get some food in that belly. Aren’t you hungry?”
Olivia looked down at their interlaced fingers. They were wearing the same ring.
“Are you really my husband?”
Husband? Olivia hadn’t addressed Ethan as such for a long time. He felt his heart flutter and his throat tighten.
He suppressed his excitement and said with a smile, “Of course I am.”
He leaned in next to her ear and said suggestively, “Do you need me to prove it?”
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