After presenting the awards, Ethan took Olivia's hand. They made their way to the seats reserved for them.

When the lights had dimmed, Olivia grumbled in his ear, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I wasn't prepared for it at all. I looked so stupid onstage just now."

Hearing Olivia's complaints, Ethan put on a loving smile.

"I wanted to give you a surprise."

"It's more of a shock. My palms are still sweaty. I'm going to the bathroom."

"Sure."

Olivia had just gotten up when Ethan gave Brent a look. Brent immediately took some men with him to follow Olivia. From an appropriate distance, they protected Olivia in the shadows.

Ethan leaned lazily in the chair, fiddling with his wedding ring. A cold gleam appeared in his eyes.

His phone kept vibrating in his pocket. After Ethan had rejected the calls a few times, the caller still refused to give up. Ethan had no choice but to get up and leave to answer the call.

After presenting the awards, Olivia felt like she was walking on clouds.