Olivia frowned. She wondered what Ethan was up to again, running over to her and saying nonsensical stuff.

Stretching out her right hand, she wanted to push his suffocating body away.

But when her fingers touched his body, she felt something wet.

It was blood.

She was very sensitive to such smells now.

Turning on the lights, Olivia saw the blood seeping into his white shirt.

He didn't leave the villa. Olivia didn't understand how he would turn out like this.

"Who did this?"

Ethan didn't seem to mind it at all. Instead, he reached out to touch her face.

"Liv, I hurt your hand, so I'll make it up to you with my arm. Don't be mad at me anymore, okay?"

There seemed to be an abnormal thirst in his gaze. Olivia was speechless.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Ethan didn't deny that. With bloodied fingers, he touched Olivia's face.

"Yes, I'm crazy. Liv, you can do anything to me as long as you don't leave me."

"Even kill you?"

Blood streamed from his fingertips, dripping along her