Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

In the dark of night, Olivia stood alone in the bathroom. The hot water chased away her chills. She rubbed her swollen red eyes and walked to a room.

When she opened the door, a warmly furnished children’s room lay before her. She pressed a button lightly, and mellow music from a music box filled the room.

The room was lit with yellow lights. The atmosphere was undoubtedly homely, but Olivia wept unstoppably.

God must have decided to take her life because she had failed to save her baby’s.

She climbed onto the cot that was barely more than three feet long and curled up into a fetal position. Tears from her left eye flowed to her right eye, down to her cheek, then finally wet the children’s blanket she was lying on.

She hugged a plushy tightly while murmuring, “Sorry, my baby. It’s all my fault. I failed to protect you. Don’t be afraid. I’ll be with you soon.”

After losing her baby, her mental health had deteriorated. Olivia was like a pretty flower slowly wilting away. She gazed out into the night, thinking as long as she could leave her father that sum of money, then she could go and be with her baby.

Before dawn the next morning, Olivia was already fully dressed as she looked down at her own smiling face in the photo they’d taken outside the City Hall after they registered their marriage.

In the blink of an eye, three years had passed since then.

She prepared a breakfast that was good for the stomach. Although she didn’t have much time left to live, she wanted to live longer to take care of her father.

As Olivia was about to leave the house, she received a call from the hospital. “Ms. Fordham, Mr. Fordham had a heart attack. We’ve already sent him into the emergency ward.”

“I’ll be there right away!”

Olivia rushed to the hospital, but the surgery was still ongoing. She waited outside the operating theater with her hands clasped.

She had already lost everything. Her only hope was for her father to live on in good health.

A nurse handed her a receipt. “Ms. Fordham, this is the total bill for your father’s emergency treatment and surgery.”

Olivia scanned through the details and found that the total bill amounted to more than 100 thousand. Jeff’s daily treatment expenses already cost 50 thousand dollars per month, and she only barely managed to make ends meet by working three jobs.

five thousand dollars left in her card. How was she going to

had no choice but to call Ethan. He answered in a cold voice, “Where

and I can’t

your mind all of a sudden. Do you take me for a fool, making up lies

thought

you must have had your

getting this divorce willingly. I couldn’t make it because my father had a heart

he dead?”

Olivia. Who even spoke

thousand

I, of all people, wish your father dead.

went dead after

face was filled with disbelief. She remembered that Ethan had treated Jeff with respect when they were still together. However, the hatred in his voice earlier did not sound like

he want

sense when she connected the dots with

there have been such a

have caused their bankruptcy, but how had her

had no time to dwell on it. The most urgent matter at hand was to gather 100 thousand dollars to pay her

operating theater opened, and Olivia quickly stepped forward. “Dr. Herbert, how

but he’s still mentally fragile. Be careful

understand,” Olivia replied. “Thank you, Dr.

still unconscious, Olivia asked the nurse, “My father was quite healthy. Why did

good spirits recently. He even said that

15 minutes away, so I went to buy him mushroom soup. When I

anyone before you left

normal before I left. He even said that you like the carrot cake from Al Palphino and asked me to buy a slice. I never thought that

to take good care of her father, she rushed to the admission desk to

Fordham this morning,” the

“Thank you.”

cleared the bill for

hide her embarrassment as she

City Hall, but Ethan was nowhere to