Olivia's face turned beet red after she blurted that.

Had she not built up her willpower through chemotherapy, she would've already lost control of herself.

Ethan stared at the embarrassed woman. Despite knowing that she was acting this way because of the drugs, he couldn't help his racing heartbeat.

"I'll face my back at you then. I won't look at you." He turned around, gazing out of the window.

The night sea was somber without the touch of gleaming sunlight. He could hear the whirring sound of helicopters approaching.

The real party was going to begin.

Almost ten minutes later, the sound of a woman moaning suddenly resounded behind him.

Ethan hurriedly turned around, only to see her red face. Aside from her hair and body, her eyes were watery too. The corners of her eyes were red.

She was fatally sexy.

"Miss, are you … alright?"

The groggy Olivia wanted to get up in the bathtub, but her weak limbs wouldn't listen to her head.

She fell the second she stood up.

"Be careful