In the past, Ethan and Olivia would intertwine their fingers whenever they were in the heat of the moment.

A person could change his face with a mask, face a change in the aura, and fake the glint in his gaze through practice.

However, they could never change the size of their hands.

How could Ethan forget about the feeling of holding Olivia's hand when he had held it so many times?

Her hand fit in his so perfectly.

Unlike the smooth skin before this, her hands grew calluses. She had it rough for the past few years.

She suddenly shook his hand off.

Guilt tinged his expression. "Sorry for crossing the line. I was thinking about my ex-wife."

She stared at his face, realizing that there was no huge change in his expression. Even his eyes lost their sparks.

She reckoned that it was simply her being paranoid. "It's alright."

"What's happening to me?"

"It could be a side effect because of the heavy medicine dosage. I'll reduce the dosage from today onward and make new medicines.