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.

Olivia’s father. “How dare you compare your father

him again, but he gripped her wrist tightly.

a turn, and Olivia watched as they moved further and further away from the City Hall. Ethan locked

be happy and content in his arms, but they were nothing more than shackles to her now. His arms were strong, and with how

hollered, “Do you love Marina

a bit slimmer—she was way bonier than she was a

so skinny and frail. Was this truly

just starting to 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

someone remove your father’s breathing tube

fell silent then. Her hands clutched his clothes tightly as her tears soaked his shirt. It was funny how he was the one who used

Olivia finally managed to calm herself down,

about me not letting you go because I’m going

the word “trash,” but Olivia ignored

pin my hopes on you. I’ve seen everything now. Holding on is meaningless, so I’ll let things go.

I don’t

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

out of the car. I’d rather die if I

out a check and write on it. “I’ll wire you the

you? Don’t worry. I’ll sooner take my own life than

hands, slammed the door shut, and left without looking

save

the hospital to settle her father’s medical

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

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