Chapter 8

Scarlett’s POV

An orderly walked in, she looked a bit old. For the first time since Oliver dragged me into this room, I’m just noticing that it’s a supply room. The orderly gave us a nasty look.

Dying of embarrassment, I stormed out of the room. I could hear Oliver’s heavy footsteps behind me.

“Scarlett, wait,” he said, grabbing my arm and on impulse, the next thing that followed was my hand again…..I slapped him.

“Two slaps in under 30 minutes; you've become a fighter,” he chuckled, massaging his cheek.

“I think you should leave,” I said, looking away from him with my hand crossed on my chest.

“I’d leave, but you'd keep seeing me, you're married to my friend, remember?”

“Like I said before, it was nice seeing you again,” he added with a smile before walking away.

I went to the cafeteria to get coffee for Veronica and walked back to Ethan’s hospital room. I noticed Ethan was already getting dressed to leave the hospital.

“What took your time, honey, and where’s Oli