Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Chapter 61

Olivia freed herself from Ethan’s grip after Keith left.

She replied flatly, “Oh, I’m doing just fine.”

After a few days of rest and recuperation, her complexion looked healthier, a huge contrast to her previous sickly self. He mumbled under his breath, “Right. You’ve always been as fit as a fiddle.”

She secretly snickered at him but did not attempt to add any explanation. Taking his jacket off, she said, “Mr. Miller, don’t worry. I will stick to the terms of our agreement. I shall not remarry.”

Ethan had poured his heart into drafting their divorce agreement. Even though he gave her wealth, he destroyed her future by adding a clause to the agreement. It prohibited her from remarrying.

she would need to pay him ten times the

agreement without flinching because her days were

sick. Attacked relentlessly by the sharp pangs of pain, she held it in and attempted to leave. But he held her wrist where Keith had

“Mr. Miller, your fiancée is still waiting for you. Do you really want the guests to find out that I’m your

her words and growled quietly, “It’s

like the sick one between them. Why did his possessiveness skyrocket after the divorce? He was acting like

with him, but the elevator stopped on the fifth floor. A bunch of drunkards staggered

formed a protective wall that separated her from the drunks. She stared at his back in his pressed suit and the back of his head. His hair

might be a disciplined and meticulous person, but he could also be wild and extreme at times.

her stomach. Every part of her body was screaming in pain. And she badly wanted to find a space where she could gasp for

elevator with four reflective walls. She was also wearing a pair of stilettos and standing right behind her ex–husband. Even doubling over would