Chapter 69

To Ethan, Olivia was the symbol of vitality. Hence, he was flustered when Brent mentioned the potentially fatal condition that she was in.

Brent went up to him and showed him the photos of the blood test results on the phone. Apart from the blood cell count, Olivia had a lower–than–average count for the other lymphatic cells.

Ethan tried to grasp the consequences of his actions in full. He remembered her desperate screaming when he left her alone in the bathroom.

Feeling disoriented, he replied, “Well, she’s running a fever now.”

“That’s bad. We need to get her to the hospital.”

“Get the car.” Ethan recalled how Olivia had always shown up wrapped in a thick down jacket. That was rather unusual because she had only worn thin wool coats during the past winters to look good.

on him. She wasn’t faking

layers of clothing, seemingly worried that the cold

both pitiful and lovable due to her flushed cheeks. This was not her first fever, so why

in his arms, his chest tightened because he realized that she lost

and opined, “Mr. Miller, I’ve had a better idea of

was holding on to the feverish Olivia from the moment he arrived at the hospital,

hand to

an IV drip via the back of her right hand. So he had to stop her hand from moving around to prevent the needle

finally relaxed a little

I didn’t protect you well? Don’t you

mumble, Ethan’s frown deepened. He instructed, “Brent, get Connor here. Just tell them

“Will do.”

had faith in his efforts–not fate or

was spooked by the ominous words from her lips. It was true that he once hated Olivia because her family was connected to his sister’s death. But he never thought

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