From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 164

Nannie Bruce: [Not home yet?]

Olivia Bennett: [Just walked in.]

Nannie Bruce: [Mr. Carter didn’t tear you apart, did he? I’m still going to see my Olivia in one piece next time, right?]

Olivia Bennett: [...He didn’t.]

Nannie Bruce: [Ooooh, so you managed to calm the grizzly bear?]

Nannie Bruce: [Was it kisses and cuddles and piggyback rides, or did you go for the waterworks and dramatic fainting?]

Reading Nannie’s texts, Olivia couldn’t help but replay the memory of Ethan Carter kissing her in the car just a while ago. The look in his eyes felt like it had been etched permanently into her heart—impossible to shake off.

Ignoring her still-blushing cheeks, she gritted her teeth and typed a response.

[Nothing happened. He wasn’t mad.]

Honestly, if it wasn’t for Nannie’s so-called “expert advice,” Olivia probably wouldn’t have ended up getting teased by Ethan in the first place. It was a classic case of losing both the battle and the war.

Nannie Bruce: [Shame, really.]

Olivia Bennett: [????]

Nannie Bruce: [Didn’t even give you a chance to work your magic.]

Olivia Bennett: [You come work your magic then.]

Nannie Bruce: [Silly girl, that’s your husband. I only work my magic on mine.]

Olivia Bennett: [Then go get one already.]

Nannie Bruce: [Don’t jinx me! Men are just thunderstorms in my peaceful life—more trouble than they’re worth.]

Olivia Bennett: [*thumbs up emoji*]

The two of them kept chatting, bouncing between topics with no real direction.

That’s when Ethan Carter came in, glancing over to see Olivia grinning at her phone, completely at ease—the kind of happiness he’d only seen in her during the studio’s reopening. She must be really close with that Nannie Bruce.

He set a mug of warm milk on the little table in front of her. “Susan warmed this up for you.”

Olivia looked up. “Thanks.”

“There’s some business at the Carter Group overseas. I need to take care of it.”

Her gaze flickered, surprised. “How long will you be gone?”

“Best case, two weeks. Worst case, a month.”

She was quiet for a moment, then nodded. “Okay. Got it.”

“Tomorrow, I’ll have Mom come and stay with you. If you need anything, just ask her, alright? Don’t try to tough it out or be shy.” His tone was gentle but firm, especially on those last words.

Olivia blinked. “Isn’t that too much trouble for her?”

“It’s no trouble,” Ethan said with a soft sigh. “This way, I know you’ll be taken care of.”

She nodded again. “Alright.”

He pulled her closer. He’d always been able to leave at a moment’s notice, but this time, for the first time, he felt a strange reluctance.

Leaning in, his breath warm against her ear, he asked, “Is there anything you want to tell me?”