Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 33

Olivia was beautiful. Even when she wept, she looked alluring. It was heart–aching to see someone so beautiful and so sad.

Brent said to her softly, “Madam, Mr. Miller is waiting for you.”

Olivia snapped back to reality. She reached out to wipe the tears from her face. She suddenly started sobbing again.

“Oh, Brent. I must look awful, don’t I?”

Brent had worked for Ethan for many years. He was no stranger to how vibrant his wife was. In the short span of two years, he gathered that she was like a withering flower: yet to witness her full bloom, and perhaps may never get to.

“Don’t worry. You still look beautiful. No one is as beautiful as you are.” Brent handed her a tissue.

people who cry easily. I’m

shocked even himself. “Then, why are you still holding on?” He knew that Ethan had spent the whole night thinking and changing the terms of the divorce. It was obvious that he was

bankrupt. Jeff, who was responsible for it, was barely alive. He had tormented and

alimony to ensure her a comfortable life

decision now. Olivia knew when to back down. Did

she wanted to go back in again. She was repeating her

“If my baby was still alive, they would be about

himself. In the end, he just said, “Madam, you’re still young. There will be another chance for

not having

something was off. He wanted to ask more,

for her in the car. The aloof look on his face showed indifference. He didn’t even turn to look at her. After via got into the car, he folded his arms. He was distant and cold as he

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threw herself into Ethan’s

Once she saw the evidence, she was conflicted. She hated Ethan for what he did to the Fordhams and hated him even more