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.

her tears as she said, “I used to hate people who cry easily. I’m slowly becoming someone

He knew that Ethan had spent the whole night thinking and

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

to ensure her

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

to go back in again. She was repeating her mistake and bringing

but said, “If my baby was still alive, they would be

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

sighed. “I’m not having

something was off. He wanted to ask more, but Olivia said,

was already waiting 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 said, “What do you plan on achieving

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herself

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