Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

When Brent felt Ethan’s chilling gaze on him, he had to explain. “Mr. Miller, she’s with Everly.”

It wasn’t unusual for Olivia to hang out with her best friend, Everly. Ethan had asked Brent to follow Everly on Instagram to monitor Olivia’s move. While explaining, Brent showed his boss Everly’s Instagram post.

In one of them, Everly showed off her eye-catching pink curls, but Ethan was instantly drawn to Olivia, who was rocking a different style in the photo. She had gotten a middle-part pixie cut, which—coupled with her tiny face—made her look more morose than her usual sunny disposition.

Her eyes were looking downward, and her collarbone was visible through her Oxford shirt in the photo. Her beauty was almost sacred.

The caption read “Reborn.”

Ethan hadn’t realized that his fingers were trembling slightly. After a year of being pestered by her, he should have felt relieved that she wanted to let go. But why did he feel suffocated instead?

He reminded himself that his sister was gone. Olivia did not have the right to declare her “rebirth.” He convinced himself that he wasn’t feeling bad for Olivia—he just wanted revenge.

He wasn’t done with torturing her yet, and he would not let this slip.

Deep in his thoughts, he was interrupted by Brent’s remark. “Ms. Hilton brought Mrs. Miller to the Dark Horse Clubhouse.”

Brent clicked on an Instagram post that showed Olivia lazing on a soft couch in a dimly lit room while a handsome young man in white kneeled on one knee and fed her grapes.

Ethan almost crushed the phone after seeing the photo. “Go to the clubhouse.”

The air turned frosty, and he couldn’t take his mind off the young man in white. He knew he’d make Olivia weak in the knees when he put on a white shirt, and she’d sometimes sketch the image of his teenage self in a white shirt.

at that moment he realized that he didn’t want a divorce at all. Not only that, but he also wanted

the past two

hand, Ethan gave Olivia the cold shoulder, but Brent could tell that she was Ethan’s one true

women were nowhere to be seen. Apparently, Olivia had to

men to look around but found no one. Brent called up the hotels across the city and got nothing

in advance. It’ll

look in Ethan’s eyes darkened when he realized that she planned to leave for good once she received

it! Find her, no matter what it

who entertained Olivia were tied up

“Lift your heads.”

men never thought that they’d get into trouble with

did you touch

lady did not like touching and kept a distance from us. She had

chin of one host. He examined the young man’s face, which was caked in makeup. The man also smelled of cloying and cheap

“Why would she eat the grapes fed to her by a cheap,

of tears. Ethan made it worse when he announced,

Miller, please spare

of the lounge. “Mrs. Miller

they fed their client grapes. All they wanted was

even look at them despite their best efforts to woo her. Not only

the city aimlessly. Where would Olivia go

the ICU, she did not need to be at the hospital to take care of him. Her phone was turned off. Clueless, he went to almost all the places they had

a futile search, he returned to their newlywed home. He had only stopped by shortly on that night. It had been

fresh flowers on the dining

and lonely master bedroom, her presence was removed from all their wedding photos.