From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 216

Ethan Carter’s lips curved into a faint smile as he quietly took a seat on the edge of the bed, careful not to disturb her.

But Olivia Bennett wasn’t sleeping that deeply. She stirred, frowning a little as she heard movement, then slowly opened her eyes—Ethan’s face was the first thing she saw.

“You’re up,” Ethan said, his voice gentle.

Olivia, still half-lost in sleep, just nodded and mumbled an “Mm.”

Ethan reached out a hand to her. “Come on, let’s go home, have some lunch, and then you can nap again. You’ll feel better.”

She hesitated a second, then placed her hand in his.

He helped her up, kneeling to slip her sneakers on her feet.

By now, Olivia was fully awake. As Ethan bent down, focused on her shoes, the image of that photo—him with another woman—flashed in her mind.

She hesitated, then reached out, tracing his brow with her finger. “You…”

She only managed the first word. The rest seemed stuck somewhere inside her, impossible to say.

“What is it?” Ethan looked up at her, his gaze as calm and steady as ever, unchanged from before.

Olivia was silent for a beat, then shook her head.

He kept his eyes on her, searching her face as if he could see straight through her.

She drew her hand back, forcing down the strange ache swelling in her chest. “I’m still a little groggy,” she said softly.

At that, Ethan just scooped her up in his arms, cradling her like a princess. “Then go back to sleep.”

They were so close. Olivia could smell the faint cologne on his shirt. Her cheeks flushed, and she squirmed a little. “Put me down, I can walk myself.”

Ethan held on, teasing, “Didn’t you just say you’re not awake yet?”

“I can still walk,” Olivia insisted, stubborn as ever.

He glanced around, assuming she was embarrassed to be carried in the studio, and didn’t push it. He set her gently on her feet, then took her hand instead, leading her outside.

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