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.

the mention of Olivia’s father. “How dare you compare your father

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

car took a turn, and Olivia watched as they moved further and further away from the City Hall. Ethan locked her tightly in his arms, restraining her movements and preventing her from struggling

be happy and content in his arms, but they were nothing more than shackles to her

you love Marina

he held Olivia, he found that she had not only gotten just a bit slimmer—she was

much was now so

doubt himself when the image of his sister’s corpse flashed across his mind. His grip on Olivia’s waist tightened a little. When he raised his head to look at her again, all that was left

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

clutched his clothes tightly as her tears soaked his shirt. It was funny how he was the one

to calm herself down, pushing him away

ruin our plan. Stop worrying about me not letting you go because I’m going to

at the word “trash,” but Olivia ignored him and carried on with

that I’ve been too naïve in the past to pin my hopes on you. I’ve seen everything now. Holding on is meaningless, so I’ll let things go.

if I don’t

eyes. The tears that she wept

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

check and write on it. “I’ll

worry. I’ll sooner take my own life than stay beside a man like you. Stop the

from his hands, slammed the door shut, and left without looking

she could save her father’s

to settle her father’s medical fees. She then called a cab

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

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