Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 388

**Alpha Novel 388**

Olivia sat in a daze, her thoughts swirling like leaves caught in a gust of wind, when Richard extended a glass of cool water toward her. She accepted it with trembling hands, bringing it to her lips and taking a few cautious sips. Each gulp felt refreshing, and as she inhaled deeply, she sensed a slight easing of the tightness in her chest. At last, she was starting to grasp the complicated love-hate relationship that existed between Alexander and Jess.

Yet, deep down, she wished fervently that there was no ‘love’ tangled in that mix. Even she couldn’t ignore the undeniable chemistry that crackled between them—an electric connection that felt both thrilling and dangerous. It was a toxic blend, yet it lingered like an uninvited guest in the room.

After finishing her water, Olivia rose to her feet, her legs quaking slightly beneath her.

“Are you sure you’re ready to go back?” Richard inquired, his gaze filled with concern as he studied her weary expression.

With a slight shudder, Olivia reached for a light purple cardigan, slipping it on as she replied, “I don’t really have much of a choice, do I?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, laced with resignation.

Each step back to Alexander’s apartment felt like dragging weights behind her. The familiar surroundings loomed ahead, but at least she could take solace in the fact that Mike had gone all out for dinner. The aroma wafting through the air was tantalizing, and as she settled down beside him, a grateful smile broke through her earlier tension. The wooden table was a feast for the senses, laden with garlic butter beef tenderloin, fluffy homemade mashed potatoes, caramelized Brussels sprouts, a vibrant spinach salad, and warm, inviting biscuits.

Alexander had already poured her a glass of her beloved sweet red wine, the deep crimson liquid glistening in the soft light. He attempted to catch her gaze as she took her seat, but Olivia averted her eyes, lost in her own tumultuous thoughts. He noticed the furrow in her brow and the distracted way she fiddled with her napkin.

“Would it make you feel better if Cheese were sitting on your lap?” he murmured softly in her ear, his voice a gentle balm in the charged atmosphere.

Relief washed over Olivia like a warm wave, and she nodded appreciatively.

With a tender gesture, Alexander placed his warm hand on her thigh, igniting a shiver that had nothing to do with the temperature of the room.

“Mike, could you please bring the kitten over and let her snuggle with Olivia?” Alexander instructed, his tone brooking no argument.

Once Cheese was nestled comfortably on her lap, purring contentedly, Olivia felt the tension in her chest begin to ease. She took a sip of her crisp wine, savoring the sweetness, and loaded her plate with her favorite dishes, feeling a flicker of joy amidst the chaos.

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