Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Chapter 589

Ethan, who used to be extremely patient with her, didn’t have any intention of staying at that moment.

He kept urging Olivia, “It’s someone else’s grave. There’s nothing interesting to look at. Let’s go.”

Olivia thought that it was bad luck to say such things. Still, she couldn’t help but glance at it.

“Amazing. If her name wasn’t Jodie Ferguson, I would’ve thought that she’s a relative of the Millers.”

Olivia repeated the name. “Jodie. Why does that name sound so familiar? Ethan, did I know her in the past?”

The gravestone was remade for Jodie after Ethan had confirmed that Leia didn’t die. All the information was changed to Jodie’s. Ethan didn’t expect Olivia to be so hung up about it.

After calming himself, Ethan answered calmly, “No, you didn’t.”

Olivia glanced at the gravestone a few more times before looking away. “I must be overthinking it. There are so many people in this world, so it’s normal for some to look alike. Let’s go.”

Ethan took a cloak and draped it over her. His eyes were filled with tenderness. “Yes, the snow is falling heavily again. Let’s finish up the rounds and go home as soon as possible.”

“Sounds good.”

few steps, she still couldn’t help but look

clear snow on the red petals. As the wind blew, the snowflakes and

are you

the unknown emotions in her

the restaurant from last time.

them.

Ethan rarely spent

good-looking. So, no matter where they went, people would be looking at

asked curiously, “I remember seeing a tree here that night. Why is

where the century-old tree stood was now covered with cement. It was also tiled just like its

was blocking the view, so they

such a huge tree, and it was probably at least a hundred years old. It’s a waste to cut

have their fates. It’s nothing worth

She thought about the new coffee table and wooden chairs at home that

yesterday.

so she couldn’t understand why they suddenly got more

be nice. She didn’t think too much about it back then. She just wondered how many trees had

the coffee table at home was made from

are you talking about, Liv? Why would I get mad at a tree and turn it into a coffee

at the man’s upright figure in the snowy wind. His handsome face was cold, and his movements were filled with

point. An elite like him wouldn’t get mad at