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

sorrowful eyes and responded with something that 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 ready to

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

was given a generous alimony to ensure her a comfortable life for the rest of her

back down. Did she think that there was a chance that Ethan

misery and now, she wanted to go back in again. She was repeating

didn’t answer the question but said, “If my baby was still alive,

but stopped himself. In the end, he just said, “Madam, you’re still

sighed. “I’m not having any more

off. He wanted to ask more,

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 do you plan on achieving

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herself into

with hatred and wanted to get back at him. Once she saw the evidence, she was conflicted. She hated