Ethan's wronged tone prompted Olivia to lift her head. He looked like an abandoned puppy with those teary eyes.

Was that the Ethan she knew? Or could it be that his body was possessed by a puppy's soul?

She responded wryly, "How can I help you?"

He tapped on her palm, and her face turned beet red.

She refused profusely, "No. I refuse. Don't even think about it."

"You don't move. I'll do it. How's that?"

Olivia's eyes widened at that, as she hadn't expected to hear that from Ethan.

"Don't