From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 119

It made sense, sure.

But having Adelina Lane lay it out like that… the whole thing just felt off, no matter how Olivia spun it in her head.

She set the glass of milk on the table, her cheeks still flushed a deep pink.

“I can barely look Mom in the eye,” Olivia muttered, half hiding behind her hair. “If she hadn’t left so fast, I swear I would’ve tried to crawl into a hole right there.”

Ethan Carter’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Didn’t know you could get embarrassed so easily.”

She shot him a glare. “And you think this is funny?”

Her glare was all watery eyes and rosy cheeks—about as threatening as a kitten.

Ethan thought for a second, then said, “Should I go explain to Mom? Tell her what really happened?”

He actually started to move, like he was really going to do it.

Olivia’s eyes went wide in horror. She grabbed for his sleeve. “Don’t you dare! That’ll just make it worse.”

It wasn’t about whether she believed he would or not. Adelina Lane was already gone, and chasing after her to explain would just scream, “We’re guilty!” and make things even more awkward.

Ethan was grinning now, clearly enjoying himself. He tilted his head down and finally stopped teasing. “Trust me, Mom wants to forget the whole thing even more than you do. Don’t overthink it. Drink your milk, get some sleep. And toughen up a bit, Mrs. Carter.”

Olivia just stared at him. “…Excuse me?”

She liked to think she was pretty thick-skinned. But being misunderstood by Adelina Lane—and then getting a straight-up lecture to her face? Anyone would be mortified.

“Don’t talk to me right now. I need a minute,” she sighed, cupping the warm glass in her hands.

The heat seeped into her palms, chasing away most of the lingering embarrassment, until she finally felt a little more like herself.

When the milk was gone, she washed up, brushed her teeth, and tried to shake the whole thing from her mind before finally crawling into bed.

By the time Ethan finished tidying up, Olivia was already fast asleep.

Both women smiled warmly.

Adelina Lane looked at her as kindly as ever, like nothing at all had happened last night. “First night in a new place—how’d you sleep? Everything okay?”

Her calmness put Olivia instantly at ease. “I slept great, actually. I’m not picky about beds.”

“Good to hear.” Adelina squeezed her hand. “You must be starving. Breakfast is ready—we were just waiting for you two.”

She’d clearly gone all out. The table was loaded with pancakes, scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, fruit salad—the works.

After breakfast, they spent the whole day at the Carter Estate, just relaxing and talking, until the sun started to set and it was time to head home.

Grandma Lily held Olivia’s hand, reluctant to let go. “I’m not as spry as I used to be,” she said with a fond smile. “Can't visit you two as much as I’d like. So make sure you and Ethan come by often, darling. Keep this old lady company, will you?”

Wrinkles crinkled around her eyes, but her warmth and love shone through clear as day.

Olivia felt a pang of emotion, wishing they didn’t have to leave just yet.