Olivia's temper was slowly taking over her rationality.

"Fine. You don't wanna let me check on you? Someone else will. Don't regret this later."

Then, she intended to get out of the bathtub. If she stayed there any longer, she would've melted from the heat.

She was clad in a long dress. The bathtub was slippery, and Ethan was at the rim that came with the stairs.

When she was trying to get out of it, she stepped on her dress and slipped into the bathtub.

"Be careful." He held her in reflex as she shrieked in her normal voice.

"Liv!" Excitement beamed on his face.

By the time Olivia pulled herself together, she realized that she was lying on his bare chest.

Her soft palm pressed against his toned muscles.

What scared her the most was that he appeared as though he was going to devour her whole.

The calm Olivia changed her voice. "Please let go of me."

Ethan was stunned by the unfamiliar voice, wondering if he had heard it wrongly.

He quickly released her. He realized how absurd it was