Olivia's sudden question shocked Ethan. It would be very bad for him if he admitted to having regained his vision.

He would never admit it!

"Liv, I wish my eyesight would return sooner so I won't cause you so much trouble," Ethan said with a troubled expression.

"Don't move. I'll get you some tissues."

"Okay."

Ethan saw Olivia putting her bathrobe back on. Then, she took a dagger from under her pillow and slowly approached him.

She was looking at his face, trying to see if he was lying.

Ethan knew what she was thinking. She had started to doubt him.

He knew a terrible fate awaited him if she found out he was lying about his eyesight.

He felt extremely nervous but couldn't afford to show any emotions on his face.

As the blood flowed freely from his nose, Ethan asked innocently, "Where are you, Liv? Are you back yet?"

Olivia walked up to him and placed the tissues down.

"I'm here," she said in an even tone.

She pulled out some tissues and then suddenly drew the dagge