Chapter 125

Ethan didn’t say a word about the stone the whole time. Wrapped in a bathrobe, he sat down calmly on the bench nearby like it was no big deal. The robe was loosely tied, barely hanging on, showing glimpses of his defined chest every now and then. He casually picked up a bottle of water and took a sip, his Adam's apple moving with each gulp. And with the morning light casting down, that slight stubble along his jaw somehow just made him look even more annoyingly attractive. Clara couldn’t help thinking—was he actually trying to seduce her? Still, she kept her cool on the outside. Neither of them spoke. The breakfast passed in silence, surprisingly peaceful. At some point, Ethan had taken over helping Clara without making a big deal out of it. Anything that needed doing, he just did it. Clara didn’t mind—less work for her. It wasn’t until she finished eating that she looked straight at him, her tone suddenly turning serious. Ethan met her gaze, unbothered. “What’s up?” “Don’t you think t