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.”

left with Ethan. After taking a few steps,

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

you looking

looked away, ignoring the unknown emotions

restaurant from last time.

them.

spent time with her in the past. Taking Ethan’s hand, Olivia

no matter where they went, people would be looking

“I remember seeing a tree here that night.

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

“Perhaps it was blocking the view, so they

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

humans and trees have their fates. It’s nothing worth

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

yesterday.

she couldn’t understand why

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

is it possible that the coffee table at home was made

on the head. His expression was calm as always. “What are you talking about, Liv? Why would I get mad at a tree and turn it into a coffee

snowy wind. His handsome face was cold, and his movements

like him wouldn’t get mad