The pent-up anger overwhelmed Olivia as she glared at Ethan. "It's not like I'm your only woman.

"Why does it have to be me? Marina is just right downstairs. Should I call her over?"

"It's because you're the only one for me!" he said aloud in his head.

However, that answer was buried deep in his heart. He tightened his grasp around her waist, inhaling a deep breath.

He said, "Must you put up a fight with me over this kind of matter?"

Olivia barely suppressed the urge to tell him how much he disgusted her.

She was aware that their relationship was as rigid as ever. Thus, she needed to keep her emotions under control.

Confronting him recklessly wouldn't do her good.

As an afterthought, she decided to compromise. She lowered her head. "I just … can't get used to it."

Taking a step back, as she had expected, never failed to work wonders whenever facing Ethan.

He watched her exposed nape. It was as if a kitty was revealing its weakness.

It managed to appease his anger a little