Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 508

Although Olivia hated Ethan, she knew he was telling the truth. She needed his help for the children. It wasn’t about her feelings. She just needed a safe place to give birth to her children.

Olivia relocated again. This time, Ethan made sure that no one else knew about it. He wanted to be

careful.

The new house was by the sea. Olivia could see the ocean every time she woke up. On the other side, there was a mountain. The scenery was beautiful. It was an excellent place to rest and recover.

But Olivia would no longer see Jeff working in the yard, nor would she have him to teach her woodworking.

Jeff was moved to this house after his condition stabilized. He was surrounded by medical experts all day while he lay silently on the bed. His complexion had improved after a while, and his expression was calm. His eyes were closed like he was asleep.

Olivia knew that no one could save him this time. He couldn’t go through another brain surgery anytime soon. It would be too

his current condition. It was highly likely that he would pass away after a period of time. The chances of him regaining

so, Olivia couldn’t let him go. She would take care of him carefully every day.

tears would well up in her eyes. There was a room filled with the toys he had carved for her babies. There were

the birth of your babies more than anyone else. He worked very hard every day. Sometimes, he’d work well

“But he’d

was to make more things for you and your babies

pity. Mr. Fordham is a very nice person. He doesn’t deserve

It was an unfinished piece. Jeff had prepared toys for boys and girls. The sword’s outline was complete. Jeff

was apparent that Jeff poured his heart and soul into these toys. Tears began to stream down Olivia’s cheeks, and they fell onto

in

develop. They would be able to sense their mother’s emotions. Olivia wanted to wipe her tears, but

wooden sword aside and wailed like a helpless

a child. Chloe left them when Olivia was still a child. Jeff tried his best to make up for the motherly