Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 9

It was dead silent in the car. Marina’s voice was loud as she was anxious, so Olivia managed to hear her say the name “Connor.”

She remembered the day she received her pregnancy report. She had run into Ethan’s embrace and told him about it. “Ethan, you’re going to be a father! We’re having a baby!”

Her voice was filled with enthusiasm. “I’ve thought of our child’s name. It’ll be Colette if she’s a girl and Connor if she’s a boy. What do you think?”

Oh, how she wished she had misheard Marina, but Ethan looked her right in the eyes and told her, “His name’s Connor.”

“You asshole!” Olivia’s hand was already in the air. She slapped him, yet he did not flinch, letting her do as she pleased.

“How could you name her child after our own?”

The thought of her child was Olivia’s final straw. Tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably, and she pounced on him as if she had gone crazy.

“You devil! Why did God take away my child from me? Why weren’t you the one who died?” She landed hit after hit on him as she yelled, “He doesn’t deserve that name!”

Ethan grabbed both her hands and told Kelvin, “Head to Collington Cove.”

This made Olivia go berserk. “We’re close to the City Hall already! Settle our divorce first before you head elsewhere!”

“His fever won’t go down. I must go back now.”

“My father’s lying unconscious in the hospital, yet the nurses wouldn’t even let me anywhere near the hospital because of the bills! Are you saying that your child’s life is important, but my father’s life is nothing?” Olivia yelled in his face.

mention of Olivia’s father. “How dare you

slap him again, but he gripped her wrist tightly. “Are

moved further and further away from the City Hall. Ethan locked her tightly in his arms, restraining her movements

his arms, but they were nothing more than shackles to her now. His arms were strong, and with how frail

she hollered, “Do you love Marina

for when he held Olivia, he found that she had not only gotten just a bit slimmer—she was way bonier than she was a year ago. She was paper-thin,

woman he once pampered so much was now so skinny and frail.

mind. His grip on Olivia’s waist tightened a little. When he raised his head to look at

or not, I’ll have someone remove your father’s

then. Her hands clutched his clothes tightly as her tears soaked his shirt. It was funny how he was the one who used to say that he would never make her cry, but he was now the reason

finally managed to calm

our plan. Stop worrying about me not letting you go because

“trash,” but Olivia ignored him and carried on with her

on is meaningless, so I’ll let things go.

if I don’t want

his dark, unsettling eyes. The tears that she wept just now made her eyes

met his gaze and said, “Then I’ll jump out of the car. I’d rather die if I

take out a check and write on it.

laughed mockingly at him. “Are you so afraid that I wouldn’t divorce you? Don’t worry. I’ll sooner take my own life

hands, slammed the door shut, and

she could save

cash the check and rushed to the hospital to settle her father’s medical fees. She

private, high-end cemetery. Those buried here were either affluent or filthy

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