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His dismissal hurt, but I could see something was deeply wrong. This wasn’t just about physical pain. Something had broken inside him.
(Ethan’s POV)
I didn’t want to see Cassandra. Not now. Not when all I could think about was Olivia.
Ever since she left, I’d been haunted by thoughts of her day and night. The irony was painful-only after losing her did I realize who I truly loved.
I recalled how cruelly I had rejected her before.
“I will never marry you,” I had told her coldly.
What if I offered marriage now? Would she come back? Would she be willing to be
Mrs. Grey?
A glimmer of hope flickered in my eyes amid the darkness of my hospital room.
I would win her back. I had to.
(Olivia’s POV)
I sat across from Connor at my small dining table, the thermal container between us.
When I opened it, a rich aroma wafted out that made my mouth water instantly.
“Wow, it smells amazing,” I said, inhaling deeply.
Inside were braised ribs and winter melon soup, both looking perfectly prepared. My amber eyes widened with surprise and joy.
“How did you know I love these?” I asked, looking up at him.
Connor’s lips tightened slightly, his ice-blue eyes watching me intently. “Try them.”
I hesitated, sensing his mood had shifted. “Are you upset?”
His dark gaze locked onto mine, deep and unreadable. “What do you think?”
My eyes filled with confusion and a hint of grievance. “I don’t know how he found this place. I never gave him the address.”
Connor just gave a noncommittal grunt, his jaw tight.
I softened my tone, making my voice sweet and pleading. “Don’t be angry, Con.”
He sighed resignedly, his expression softening slightly. “How could I be angry with you?”
“Then why do you look unhappy?” I pressed.
“I saw him touch your hand,” he said flatly.
“Hmm?” My eyes widened with surprise. “Are you… jealous?”
“Eat before it gets cold,” he said quickly, avoiding my gaze.
I couldn’t help but giggle mischievously. “You really are jealous. And so fierce, you kicked him flying.”
His face darkened immediately. “Are you feeling sorry for him?”
“No, no, of course not,” I quickly denied.
Then, remembering how effortlessly he had handled Ethan, I added excitedly, “Your moves just now were awesome! Can you teach me someday? Next time I meet some thugs, I want to beat them up like that.”
A trace of pain flashed in his eyes. I knew he was thinking about the assault I’d experienced before.
“Livvy, let me hire two bodyguards for you,” he said seriously.
I refused immediately. “No need. I still have to work, and having bodyguards would be so awkward.”
He didn’t push the issue, understanding my need for independence. “Alright, eat up. I’ll teach you sometime.”
I smiled gratefully and turned my attention to the food. The soup was rich and flavorful, with a familiar taste I couldn’t quite place. Then I bit into the ribs.
The flavor exploded in my mouth, triggering a flood of memories. My eyes widened in shock, suddenly brimming with tears.
“This tastes exactly like my mother’s cooking…” My voice choked, trembling with emotion. “Con, where did you buy it?”
(Connor’s POV)
“Want to know? After work tomorrow, I’ll come pick you up and take you somewhere.” with
I teased Olivia with a mysterious smile, enjoying the way her amber eyes lit up curiosity.
She leaned forward, her honey-brown hair falling in soft waves around her face.
“Where are you taking me?”
I tapped her nose gently. “It’s a surprise.”
The way she pouted made my wolf stir possessively inside me. I’d never felt this way about anyone before-this overwhelming need to protect, to provide, to claim. My wolf, Adam, recognized her as our mate long before I consciously admitted it to myself.
Yet as life often goes, plans could never keep pace with sudden changes. The following day, Olivia spent the entire morning escorting a client to the Northern
Territory Benefits Office for a work injury certification, not returning by car service until close to noon.
(Olivia’s POV)
“What’s going on up ahead? So many people,” the driver muttered, slowing the car.
“Miss, you’d better get off here. Can’t drive further, but it’s just a short walk.”
I peered anxiously through the windshield. The normally quiet street leading to Moonlaw Legal Services was jam-packed with a chaotic crowd. Police vehicles flashed their lights, and people were gesturing wildly.
“That’s fine,” I said, quickly paying the fare. “Thank you.”
As I stepped out of the car, an uneasy premonition gripped me. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, sensing danger in the air. I walked briskly toward the crowd, my heart beating faster with each step.
The commotion centered around my workplace. People were pointing at the building, some covering their mouths in horror.
“What happened?” I asked a woman standing nearby.
She shook her head, eyes wide. “Something terrible inside the law firm. Police just arrived.”
My heart tightened as I pushed forward through the crowd. Whatever was happening, my colleagues were in there.
Suddenly, shrill screams erupted from the entrance. The onlookers scattered like frightened prey, plunging the street into chaos. A terrified woman in a business suit collided with me, her face pale with fear.
“I’m sorry,” she gasped, trying to flee again.
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