Chapter 15 : Breaking the Bond - 2 I stared darkly at my phone screen , now glaring with a red exclamation mark : " Olivia has enabled friend verification . You are not her contact . Please send a request . " Anger flared hot in my chest . She actually dared to delete me ! After everything I'd done for her , after giving her a place to stay , after tolerating her presence for three years - this was how she repaid me ? I gritted my teeth , my grip tightening around my phone . " So she's got some backbone now , even learned to block me . " " Ethan , what's wrong ? " Cassandra's fragile voice called from the hospital bed . I forced my emotions down , not wanting to upset her further . " Nothing . " Cassandra's eyes shimmered with tears , her tone pitiful as she raised her bandaged hand . " Ethan , is my hand crippled ? Will I never be able to play piano again ? " My expression softened as I looked at her . Cassandra had been a piano student at a prestigious overseas conservatory before returning to Harbor City . She'd also cultivated a million followers on her popular social media account , becoming a minor internet celebrity . Her talent was part of what made her special . " No , " I reassured her , moving closer to the bed . " The doctor said it's only a flesh wound , no damage to nerves or tendons . You'll be fine in a few days . " She bit her lip , vulnerability written across her delicate features . " Really ? You're not just comforting me ? " I gently ruffled her hair , the familiar gesture bringing a small smile to her face . " No. " Her gaze turned watery again as she looked up at me . " Ethan , if - if my injury had been worse , and I could never play piano again , would you still forgive Olivia ? " My eyes turned icy at the mention of Olivia's name . " Even with this injury , if she doesn't apologize , I won't forgive her . And if you really couldn't play piano ever again , she would pay for it . " Cassandra leaned into my shoulder with a faint smile . " I knew you were the one who cared about me most . " I held her close , yet my mind drifted back to Olivia . Maybe I was too harsh telling her never to come back … But then I steeled myself . No , she hurt Cassandra first . It's her fault . Blocking Chap 15 Reaks the Ro me ? She's just waiting for me to coax her - but this time , I won't . This time , she would have to come crawling back . ( Olivia's POV ) 14 Puntes The Crescent Moon Hotel's lobby was a marvel of modern luxury - all gleaming marble , crystal chandeliers , and tasteful art pieces . The moment I stepped through the revolving doors , my eyes found Connor Rivers . He stood tall and striking in a black shirt and trousers , his perfectly proportioned figure - broad shoulders , narrow waist , long legs - accentuated by the sleek lines of his clothes . His features remained as impossibly handsome as three years ago , sharp and cold yet undeniably alluring . Beside him stood his assistant , Henry Morris , respectful and silent as always . Catching sight of me , Connor strode quickly forward , his ice - blue eyes warming slightly . He took my suitcase gently from my hand and asked with quiet concern , " Livvy , are you alright ? " I lowered my gaze , suddenly feeling the weight of the night's events . " I'm fine . " Henry bowed slightly , ever the professional . " President Rivers , I'll leave you now . " Connor nodded , dismissing him with a subtle gesture . The elevator ride to the top floor was silent . I could feel Connor's gaze on me occasionally , but he didn't press for details . That was one thing I'd always appreciated about him - he never pushed when I wasn't ready to talk . The duplex suite took my breath away . Vast floor - to - ceiling windows revealed Harbor City's glittering night skyline , the lights of skyscrapers twinkling like earthbound stars . The living area featured plush sofas in cream leather , a state - of - the - art entertainment system , and tasteful modern art on the walls . Connor's voice was low and gentle as he set my suitcase down . " Livvy , do you want the upstairs bedroom or the downstairs one ? " Embarrassment flooded through me at the reality of sharing a suite with such an extraordinary man . Even after all these years , Connor Rivers still had the ability to make me feel like a tongue - tied schoolgirl . " Either is … fine , " I stammered , hating how uncertain I sounded . I heard his quiet chuckle , making me blush harder . Then his deep , soothing voice reassured me , " You stay upstairs then . If you need anything , just call me . " Chapter 15 : Breaking the Bon My cheeks flushed crimson as I whispered , " Alright . "