Ethan slept for a long time. When he woke up at night, he looked beside him as soon as he opened his eyes. But he was alone in the bed.

He lifted the blanket to see himself fully dressed. He felt disappointed as he thought what had happened was a dream. Maybe it was because he missed Olivia too much and was too afraid of losing her.

Olivia would hate him even more if he really did what he thought he did. He held his head in his hands. He still felt a little lightheaded, but the sleep cleared up his fatigue. The fever was gone, and he felt much better.

He took a shower to freshen himself up before leaving the room. He saw Madam Burgess cooking up a storm in the kitchen.

Her face lit up when she saw Ethan coming downstairs.

"You're finally awake, Mr. Miller. You must be hungry after such a long nap. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. I've made a lot of food that you and Mrs. Miller like."

Ethan frowned, asking, "Who?"

"Mrs. Miller, of course. You were still bedridden with a h