CHAPTER 193: CHAPTER 192: DAMN IT, YOU’RE CRAZY!

"Annie said you rubbed your right shoulder red yesterday."

Ethan Grant spoke, his gaze falling on her reddened hand, and then further up to her shoulder.

The atmosphere in the bathroom became awkwardly intimate.

Having been together for years, they gave each other everything, becoming both the most familiar and the most estranged people.

Thinking about the past with Ethan Grant, Serena Sullivan raised her head calmly, looking at him, "Get out."

Ethan Grant didn’t move, his eyes still fixed on her shoulder, not knowing what he was thinking, his gaze became icy, which made Serena Sullivan feel uneasy.

The man in front of her, sometimes she really couldn’t see through him.

Four years ago, it was he who didn’t want her;

When she got into a car accident, it was also he who didn’t answer the phone;

He married Zoe Quinn, and it was he who orchestrated the plan to bring her back.

Suddenly good, suddenly bad, it really feels like he’s mentally unstable!

"I’ll carry you out."

Ethan Grant bent down, carefully lifted Serena Sullivan from the water.

Serena Sullivan looked at herself drenched in his arms, thinking it was crazy, doesn’t he know to grab a towel to wrap her up?

Moreover, when he looked at her, his gaze was calm, without any reaction.

You’d think, it’s disdain for her legs, her face and upper body are acceptable.

Any way you look at it, Ethan Grant seems off.

Once in the bedroom, he placed her on the bed, Serena Sullivan saw the blanket even soaked through, feeling a kind of madness.

"Ethan Grant, grab a towel to dry me off."

Serena Sullivan said unhappily, luckily the air conditioning in the room was set high, or she’d freeze to death.

"Okay." Ethan Grant responded, went to the bathroom to get a towel and a bath towel, preparing to dry her.

Serena Sullivan grabbed it herself first, wrapping it around her, "Call Annie in."

She didn’t accept his care.

"Joel Quinn touched your hand today."

Ethan Grant didn’t leave, he stared at Serena Sullivan’s hand, asking.

Serena Sullivan paused while drying her hair, daring to think Ethan Grant was still on about this.

"Who touched my hand, does that have to do with Mr. Grant?"

Serena Sullivan asked coldly and mockingly.

She looked at the fierce look emanating from Ethan Grant’s eyes, softly laughed, "Ethan Grant, how did I realize, you’re crazy!"

"Mm!"

Ethan Grant responded, his fierceness faded, his eyes deep and gentle looking at her, "I’ll get Annie to come in."

No need to ask Serena Sullivan, who touched her hand, he knew in his heart.

Joel Quinn!

"Yes, Joel Quinn."

As he reached the door, Serena Sullivan’s mocking voice came from behind.

"What? Are you going to kill him for me?"

"Sure!"

Ethan Grant replied calmly with one word decisively.

"Ethan Grant, are you fucking crazy!"

Serena Sullivan couldn’t help but burst out, isn’t there a jail sentence for murder? Ethan Grant’s brain, is it!

Ethan Grant didn’t speak, he slightly twisted his head, facing away from Serena Sullivan.

Just standing there, not refuting Serena Sullivan’s words, something seemed to block Serena Sullivan’s heart, she looked at his hand holding the doorknob, lowered her voice, and slowly asked, "Four years ago, why didn’t you answer my call?"