Chapter 865

“Why are you still standing there? I…” Olivia started yelling before she looked up and met Ian’s eyes. He was loitering in front of the door. “Ian!” Olivia got out of bed and was eager to go to him when her hand got caught on the IV drip stand. A sharp pain ran through her hand as the blood quickly stained the IV, coloring the whole tube red. Olivia held in the pain and yanked out the IV needle, threw it aside, and was about to get up and go to Ian once more, only to see him entering the door with a bag in his hand. “Ian, what I said wasn’t meant for you. I thought… I thought it was John Freeman, that’s why I…” “I’m sorry.” Before Olivia could finish, Ian lowered his head and apologized. Olivia was stunned. She thought she had heard wrongly and looked at the youth in front of her incredulously. “W-what did you just say?” “I’m sorry.” Ian repeated once more and placed the bag in his hand on the table. “Here’s your favorite meatballs.” Then, he turned around and was about to