From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 192

Lavinia Bennett froze, caught off guard. “You don’t want to hear about it?”

“Not interested in their drama.” Daniel Gill rubbed his forehead, sounding bone-tired. “I’m just worn out. I think I’ll call it a night.”

Anyone with eyes could see what was going on with the Carter Group.

And with the way Daniel looked, Lavinia didn’t question it for a second. She hesitated, then said gently, “Alright, you get some rest. I won’t head out tonight—I’ll just crash here.”

“Suit yourself.”

He nodded, totally drained, eyes dull and unfocused.

She glanced at his hand, still bandaged. “If you need anything, just call me, okay?”

Daniel managed a half-hearted smile. “Yeah. Thanks.”

Lavinia’s eyes softened, and she leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the lips. “Goodnight.”

Daniel tamped down his irritation long enough to brush her lips with his own. “Goodnight.”

Then, without another glance, he turned and disappeared into his room.

Lavinia pressed her fingers to her lips, her eyes turning cold for a split second.

So what if she lucked out and married Ethan Carter? Lavinia didn’t believe for a second that she was really over Daniel Gill. And she sure as hell didn’t believe the Carters—or Ethan—would always treat Olivia so well.

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The Carter Family Home.

Night had settled in, quiet and still.

Ethan Carter finished blow-drying Olivia Bennett’s hair, the hush between them comfortable.

Catching his reflection in the mirror, Olivia suddenly asked, “Are you hungry?”

Ethan met her gaze in the glass. “Are you?”

“Nope. I stuffed myself with cupcakes and brownies at the party.” Olivia stood up, smoothing her shirt. “I just figured, you just got back—maybe you didn’t get a chance to eat.”

“If I am, would Mrs. Carter make me something?” Ethan teased, a playful grin curling at his lips.

“What do you want?” Olivia asked, but quickly added, “But it’s late, so don’t get your hopes up—only thing I’ve got is pasta.”

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