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.

cry easily. I’m slowly becoming someone I hate. I’ve become someone I swore

are you still holding on?” He knew that Ethan had spent the whole night thinking and changing the terms of the divorce. It was

responsible for it, was barely alive. He had tormented and hurt Olivia for two years. He was planning to let

a generous alimony to ensure her a

when to back down. Did she

wanted to go back

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

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

“I’m not having any more

was off. He wanted to ask more, but Olivia said, “Let’s

at her. After via got into the car, he folded his arms. He was distant

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herself into

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