Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 24

Olivia found it increasingly difficult to understand him as his temper changed quicker than the weather.

He was the one who had demanded a divorce, yet he would fumme whenever she brought up the topic. Had his sister’s death driven him off the edge of sanity? Was he experiencing early andropause? What a hormonal man!

Ethan washed up and left, leaving Olivia lying on the bed with her back facing him. Their past affectionate farewells were nowhere to be heard, and the cold slam of the door was the only thing that filled the air. Olivia was aware of her weak health, so she didn’t put up much of a fight.

The only thing that hadn’t changed was Madam Burgess‘ kindness. Equipped with an apron and a spatula, she still prepared delicious food for her every day.

“I brewed a healthy chicken stew for you, Mrs. Miller. Please eat it,” Madam Burgess announced softly.

With a gentle smile, Olivia replied, “Please make me some fish chowder too, Madam Burgess.”

“Alright.”

snow, Mrs. Miller? I

I’m going to take a

the door behind her. She found it strange–Olivia disliked fish

had she become so listless and sullen to the point of not stepping out

tantrum at Ethan, so she didn’t think too

discomfort gradually subsided. Every day, she would consume a large amount of protein and nutrients, which helped

night, but they did not speak. They slept with their backs facing each

few days later, her health was much better than it was

wouldn’t be home anytime soon as the sky was still bright. For the first time, Olivia left the master bedroom and headed to Ethan’s study. As

had pitied her and lent her phone to Olivia. Hence, Olivia had not lost contact with the outside world, but Lee still didn’t know the cause of Jodie’s death, which spurred Olivia to take a risk and

Olivia thought that her plan had failed. However, Madam Burgess said, “The lock has been changed, Mrs. Miller. You’ll need to use your

and placed her finger against the lock on the study

quarreling youngsters. She didn’t know a thing