From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 40

Was she just hearing things?

Did she really just hear someone call out, “Olivia! Olivia!”?

If she remembered right, Olivia Bennett had just broken up with her boyfriend a few months ago, hadn’t she?

So what was with this sudden “Olivia”?

Olivia didn’t miss the look Helen Adams shot her. She just nodded at Susan and then said to Helen, “Let’s go grab something to eat. I’ll fill you in later.”

Helen could tell now wasn’t the time for questions. She swallowed her surprise and just said, “Sure.”

The group headed out, leaving Olivia and Susan alone in the studio.

Olivia led Susan to her break room.

Susan set down the takeout containers on the little side table, looking a bit apologetic. “I’m sorry, Olivia, you must be starving. Traffic was a nightmare—I’ll try to prep earlier and head out sooner next time.”

Olivia smiled warmly. “Honestly, this is perfect timing.”

She glanced at the spread: roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, some grilled veggies, and a little apple pie for dessert. The colors and aromas made her stomach growl. She picked up a fork, took a bite, and didn’t hold back her praise. “Wow, this is amazing, Susan. Thank you so much!”

Susan had heard more “thank yous” from Olivia in the past few days than she’d heard in years.

She looked at Olivia, her fondness obvious. “It’s really nothing, Olivia. You don’t need to be so polite.”

Cooking and dropping off a meal? Barely felt like work to her.

Ethan Carter was paying her more than most people made in half a year. Before Olivia moved in, Susan hardly had much to do—she felt almost guilty cashing her checks.

Now that she had this extra task, she was honestly delighted.

Especially since Ethan had even given her a raise. She’d happily cook three meals a day for that.

Suddenly, Olivia’s phone buzzed with a new message.

It was from Ethan.

[Have you eaten yet?]

Olivia paused, snapped a quick photo of Susan’s meal, and started typing.

[Just about to dig in.]

Then, after a beat, she added:

A moment later, he texted back: [Okay.]

Olivia was about to put her phone down when two more messages popped up:

[Make sure you rest a bit after you eat, don’t overdo it.]

[I’ll pick you up after work.]

She smiled as she typed her reply: [Okay.]

Then she finally set her phone aside and dug in.

Meanwhile, Evan Dale watched Ethan Carter tap out messages on his phone, shaking his head in disbelief.

Normally, Ethan would’ve finished his lunch by now.

Guess that’s what happens when you’re newly married—always checking in, texting back and forth, so sweet it’s almost sickening. If they kept going, the food would go cold.

Not like him—no one bugged him during lunch, so he always got to eat his meals hot.

Okay, maybe that was just because his own darling couldn’t be bothered to text him back. But he’d never admit that out loud.