Seeing that Olivia was in low spirits, Sharon comforted her.

“You haven’t been eating well these days. Now that you finally have an appetite, Mrs. Miller Senior is making some food for you.”

Olivia nodded. Instead of getting in the wheelchair, she slowly moved to the living room.

Janice was wearing an apron. “Hurry and have a seat. The food will be ready soon.”

There were freshly picked flowers in the exquisite white vase on the dining table. Every leaf was fresh and green.

Once again, Olivia recalled the snowy weather. She was arranging flowers in the warm indoors.

Her belly was bulging, and her lips were slightly curved.

The door opened, and Ethan walked in. He angrily questioned her why she would cause trouble for

Marina, especially when Marina was pregnant.

But he seemed to have forgotten that Olivia was also pregnant at that moment.

When the coldness reached its peak, he smashed her vase. Fresh flowers scattered onto the floor.

Olivia held her head, hissing. For some reason, she would recall the memories from the past from time to time.

“What’s the matter, Olivia? Does your head hurt?” Janice hastily comforted her.

“…”

images appeared in her mind. She was almost always alone, keeping watch over an

in the vase were changed out

happening to you? Should I call

her head. With a trembling finger, she

I’ll take it away

It’s so pathetic when I think about it. I’ve never even made

memories from the past kept entering her mind. For example, her hands were meant

sake, she took

pain. She had to experience the suffering

doesn’t look good. I have a bad

up. “Mrs. Miller used to have a cat, and it should have arrived by now. They say

I have a feeling that

Then, she sat in

white cat darted over

“Meow!”

“This is the pet cat you used

Snowball.

Yes.

girl had a backpack

followed her and meowed.

came home from school, the little cat would be waiting for

right away

scene was mirrored in the present. Olivia was sitting in

“Meow!”

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