Even After Death by Lilting Champ

When Brent felt Ethan’s chilling gaze on him, he had to explain. “Mr. Miller, she’s with Everly.”

It wasn’t unusual for Olivia to hang out with her best friend, Everly. Ethan had asked Brent to follow Everly on Instagram to monitor Olivia’s move. While explaining, Brent showed his boss Everly’s Instagram post.

In one of them, Everly showed off her eye-catching pink curls, but Ethan was instantly drawn to Olivia, who was rocking a different style in the photo. She had gotten a middle-part pixie cut, which—coupled with her tiny face—made her look more morose than her usual sunny disposition.

Her eyes were looking downward, and her collarbone was visible through her Oxford shirt in the photo. Her beauty was almost sacred.

The caption read “Reborn.”

Ethan hadn’t realized that his fingers were trembling slightly. After a year of being pestered by her, he should have felt relieved that she wanted to let go. But why did he feel suffocated instead?

He reminded himself that his sister was gone. Olivia did not have the right to declare her “rebirth.” He convinced himself that he wasn’t feeling bad for Olivia—he just wanted revenge.

He wasn’t done with torturing her yet, and he would not let this slip.

Deep in his thoughts, he was interrupted by Brent’s remark. “Ms. Hilton brought Mrs. Miller to the Dark Horse Clubhouse.”

Brent clicked on an Instagram post that showed Olivia lazing on a soft couch in a dimly lit room while a handsome young man in white kneeled on one knee and fed her grapes.

Ethan almost crushed the phone after seeing the photo. “Go to the clubhouse.”

The air turned frosty, and he couldn’t take his mind off the young man in white. He knew he’d make Olivia weak in the knees when he put on a white shirt, and she’d sometimes sketch the image of his teenage self in a white shirt.

he realized that he didn’t want a divorce at all. Not only that, but he also wanted to keep her by his side forever. He wanted to subject

was confused by the situation. In the past two years, Ethan was good to Marina and

hand, Ethan gave Olivia the cold shoulder, but Brent could tell that she was Ethan’s one true love. Alas, Ethan, blinded by hate, would do anything to

the Dark Horse Clubhouse, the two women were nowhere to be seen. Apparently, Olivia had to bring Everly home because the latter was

to look around but found no one. Brent

a new place to stay in advance. It’ll take some time to find a

realized that she

it! Find her, no matter what it

the premises with a male escort. Still, those who entertained Olivia were tied up and brought to Ethan, who lit a cigar and stared at the two trembling

“Lift your heads.”

men never thought that they’d get into trouble with a

you

lady did not like touching and kept a distance from us. She had a few drinks

the chin of one host. He examined the young man’s face, which was caked in makeup. The man also smelled of

she eat the grapes fed to her

was on the brink of tears. Ethan

Miller, please

Ethan the surveillance footage of the lounge. “Mrs. Miller

They hadn’t expected to have their fingers cut off just because they fed their

stylish young lady today, but sadly, she didn’t even look at them despite their best efforts to woo her. Not only

Ethan went back to his car and drove around the city aimlessly. Where

care of him. Her phone was turned off. Clueless, he went to almost all the places they had

a futile search, he returned to their newlywed home. He had only stopped by shortly on that night. It had been a while since he visited the villa. Only the furniture was left behind; the interior seemed spotless and devoid of human

the dining table daily,

bedroom, her presence was removed from all their wedding photos. Only Ethan was left in the photos, looking both eerie