Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 490

Olivia couldn’t help but walk into the room. She was sure it used to be a guest room. But it had been renovated into a big room painted with soft colors. Half of the room was blue, and the other half was pink.

The lights were turned off, and the door was closed. Stars appeared overhead. The glow was soft, and there were occasional shooting stars.

Some disco lights lit up in the room, and a music box sounded. There was a cradle, a rocking horse, and various toys. There were baby clothes arranged according to the babies’ age. The collection ranged from clothes for newborn babies to those for one-year-olds.

There was even a designated play area for children with a castle, slides, and swings. Ethan had thought about everything that a baby would ever want. It was even better than the room she designed back then. There wasn’t a single parent in the world that could refuse a place like this.

Olivia ran her fingers over the baby clothes. Her mind wandered, and tears filled her eyes.

Ethan hugged her from behind and placed his palm on her stomach.

a responsible father this time. I want to take care of you and

the side of the cradle tightly, she asked in a shaky voice, “Do you think this will make everything you did

change the fact that I hurt you. But I want to make it up to you.

chance to do

to stream down her face. “So, you want to

you anything except the position of Mrs. Miller. I owe that

now on. The kids can grow up here after they’re born. I’ve

you this, Ethan. You’ll never get what you want. We can never go back to the way it was, nor do I want to. Do you expect me to forgive you after all you’ve done to

really that worthless in your eyes? You drove me away, so I left. And now you want me back? Sorry, but that’s not how

this to me. You’ll never trap me by your side ever again! Did you think I would be touched by all these things you’re

my

be their father even if I have to raise them

Chapter 492

off the veil and said, “What I wanted wasn’t a wedding. I wanted a man

and threw the veil up. It slowly floated down, falling