Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Ethan believed there wasn't anything he couldn't do.

Besides, He had four children binding him to Olivia.

He told himself not to rush things.

He had to take things slow.

The resentment she had for him didn't form in a single day.

He needed a catalyst to resolve the hatred she had for him.

Then, he thought about the heartfelt smile she had just now.

Sincerity was the key.

Ethan started to formulate a plan.

"Liv, where is the towel?" His clothes were covered in blood.

So, Olivia had Cyril bring him a new set of clothes.

She even left the room and asked Cyril to help Ethan get dressed.

"Mrs.

Miller told me to bring you back to your room after you're dressed, Mr.

Miller." Ethan had a cold expression on his face.

That was Olivia's way of telling him that they would never get back together.

But Ethan was a rebellious man.

would not give

Ethan didn't pester Olivia.

the room with

were a few

he would return to the days when he could do nothing but yearn

Ethan knew he didn't

good use of the coming

would cling to her, but he didn't seek her out in the next couple of

he got closer

give him some chores, like separating the kernels from the

him and Cyril along to help when it was time to harvest the

a few days, Ethan had already gotten used to working on the

his pant legs rolled up

he was slower due to his sight impairment,

his hand and said, "Ethan, you're so

as a farmhand for me?" Ethan didn't even try to hide his

you'll have me." Before she got to spend time with Ethan, Wendy thought he

of him had since changed to hardworking,

as annoying as

he would never hide his

was like an affectionate puppy that

was even starting to have the urge to get Ethan and

helping out every day, Wendy would treat Cyril

promised to heal his

beside them and shuck the corn they

eating

ones that had just been harvested from

on the bridge, watching them as she swayed