Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302

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Chapter 302

Olivia looked away from Ethan and focused all her energy on Jacob. “When do you ankle injury will heal?” she asked.

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“If you stay off of it for a couple of days and make sure to elevate and ice it, then it should be fine by Monday,” Jacob said as he grabbed another ice pack from the freezer. “But you must not try to walk on it right now. You’re much more likely to injure it, and if you do, you might break the bone when it’s weak.”

Olivia tried to smile, but it came out more of a grimace. “I promise I’ll be careful.”

Hearing this, Ethan took his chance to interject. “You could recover better if you quit your job–which is where you were injured, might I add–and come back to work for me. I promise that you will have minimal duties and you will be able to relax at my company.

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A surge of irritation ran through Olivia at her ex–husband’s suggestion. She opened her mouth to shut him down but decided that it would be better to simply ignore him. Maybe then he would go away.

Jacob wanted to intervene but didn’t want to escalate the situation. He was almost finished anyway. He applied a numbing cream to Olivia’s ankle to help with the pain. Jacob handed Olivia the tube of cream.

“Apply this twice a day,” he instructed her. “It will help with some of the pain and ensure that you won’t move your ankle as much.”

Jacob helped Olivia to the front desk so that she could pay.

“Oh, you’re all set, honey,” the kind older secretary said. “That handsome gentleman took care of your bill.” She pointed to Ethan, who was standing by her side.

Olivia huffed out an annoyed sigh. She glared at Ethan and mumbled that she could take care of her own bill under her breath. But when she looked back at Jacob, she smiled. “Thank you so much for your help today.”

“Of course. Just stay off your ankle until it’s recovered, and it should heal just fine,” Jacob said and held the door open for her.

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Ethan followed Olivia out the door. She tried to get away, but since she was on crutches, she didn’t have a chance in hell from getting away from him. He jogged in front of her, making her come to an abrupt stop. Ethan put a hand on her shoulder, but she pulled away, almost losing her balance.

“Don’t touch me,” she snarled. After she took a breath to calm herself, she continued. “I’ll pay you back for the treatment. I don’t want to owe you anything.”

Ethan ignored this. He fixed a wide smile onto his face. “Why don’t I walk you to our alma mater? It’s right next door.”

*Olivia*

I stared at Ethan as I gripped my uncomfortable crutches.

Part of my mind was wondering how much trouble I would get into if I hit him in the head with one of my crutches. The other half of me was fighting the overwhelming feelings of nostalgia hitting me at the thought of going to our old college. He was probably wondering why I came to the physical therapist right next to our old school.

Of course, he would think that I was fondly looking back at old times because I had chosen to come here. Ethan had too big of an ego to think it through rationally. He didn’t want to think it was because this spot was the closest to my work. It seemed like my ex–husband had changed tactics. Now, he was trying to win me back by revisiting the place where we truly fell in love.

But I wasn’t going to allow him to pull me back into his orbit. Walking down memory lane with Ethan wouldn’t make me fall back in love with him. The only thing it would succeed in doing was making me nauseous.

“I’d rather break my other ankle,” I said through gritted teeth. “I’ll send you a check for the physical therapist.” I inched to the side and began to limp away. “See you around.” I lowered my voice. “Or not.”

The wind whipped through my long hair as I struggled to get away from him. Unfortunately, Ethan caught up to me in less than a minute. His usually perfectly gelled hair was ruffled, and there was a small coffee stain on his white tie. He hadn’t been in this state this morning. It was strange that he would allow himself to get like this. Usually, my ex–husband cared about his appearance more than anything. The fact that he allowed himself to get like this stopped me in my tracks.