Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs.

"What did you do to me?" "Try walking backward." They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.

"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence.

Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed.

She resolved a big problem of mine." Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.

Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.

It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.

She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.

Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.

In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.

She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she flopped in bed.

Since there were people taking care of Molly, there shouldn't be any issue.

by her bed, looking

was confined in her room, and the Heaths never visited

to oblivion, no one

for her meals were fresh, they were simple,

was bearable, but it couldn't be compared

Dinner was served.

had

the soup, and the

worried about her for staying up at this

would share her articles about young girls

burn the midnight oil, as well as checking if something was troubling

was no longer family to them; they

Heaths might've started their

her happiness but became

before, throwing a tantrum wouldn't draw other's attention to help her clean her mess

dug in her

to live; only then would

die than go to

her tears trickled down

had never suffered this much, let alone eating

Krystal threw the