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.

easily. I’m slowly becoming someone I hate. I’ve

something that shocked even himself. “Then, why are you still holding on?” He knew that Ethan had

Jeff, who was responsible for it, was barely alive. He had tormented and hurt Olivia for two years. He

to ensure her a comfortable

was the wise decision now. Olivia knew when to back down. Did she think that there was a chance that Ethan would

to go back in again. She was repeating

but said, “If my baby was still alive,

end, he just said, “Madam, you’re still young. There will

sighed. “I’m not having any more

that something was off.

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 said, “What

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threw herself into

get back at him. Once she saw the evidence, she was conflicted. She hated Ethan for what he did