It was dead silent in the car. Marina’s voice was loud as she was anxious, so Olivia managed to hear her say the name “Connor.”

She remembered the day she received her pregnancy report. She had run into Ethan’s embrace and told him about it. “Ethan, you’re going to be a father! We’re having a baby!”

Her voice was filled with enthusiasm. “I’ve thought of our child’s name. It’ll be Colette if she’s a girl and Connor if she’s a boy. What do you think?”

Oh, how she wished she had misheard Marina, but Ethan looked her right in the eyes and told her, “His name’s Connor.”

“You asshole!” Olivia’s hand was already in the air. She slapped him, yet he did not flinch, letting her do as she pleased.

“How could you name her child after our own?”

The thought of her child was Olivia’s final straw. Tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably, and she pounced on him as if she had gone crazy.

“You devil! Why did God take away my child from me? Why weren’t you the one who died?” She landed hit after hit on him as she yelled, “He doesn’t deserve that name!”

Ethan grabbed both her hands and told Kelvin, “Head to Collington Cove.”

This made Olivia go berserk. “We’re close to the City Hall already! Settle our divorce first before you head elsewhere!”

“His fever won’t go down. I must go back now.”

“My father’s lying unconscious in the hospital, yet the nurses wouldn’t even let me anywhere near the hospital because of the bills! Are you saying that your child’s life is important, but my father’s life is nothing?” Olivia yelled in his face.

of Olivia’s father. “How dare you compare your father

her hand to slap him again, but he

moved further and further away from the City Hall. Ethan locked

arms, but they were nothing more than shackles to her now. His arms were strong, and with how frail she was right now, she could not break

hollered, “Do you

that she had not only gotten just a bit slimmer—she was way bonier than she was a year ago. She was paper-thin, and he could feel

much was now so skinny and frail. Was this truly what

mind. His grip on Olivia’s waist tightened a

your father’s breathing tube right now if

tears soaked his shirt. It was funny how he was the one who used to say that

Olivia finally managed to calm herself down, pushing him away before

Stop worrying about me not letting you go because I’m going to divorce you no matter

word “trash,” but Olivia ignored him and carried

on is meaningless, so I’ll let things

if I

unsettling eyes. The tears that she wept

of the car. I’d rather die if I couldn’t save my

Ethan take out a check and write on it. “I’ll wire

wouldn’t divorce you? Don’t worry. I’ll sooner take my

slammed the door shut, and left

she could save

her father’s medical fees. She then called

was a private, high-end cemetery. Those buried here were either affluent or filthy rich.

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