Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 579

The comment brought Olivia back to reality.

It was true that everything she saw and heard since she regained consciousness was trying to convince her that she and Ethan were in love and that Ethan loved her deeply.

It was like a gift box perfectly wrapped with no imperfections on the outside.

Even if the loss of her baby was an accident, what about her arm? Who injured her arm?

When she was taking a bath, she noticed a lot of scars and wounds on her body. None of them were lethal. They were more like scratches, scrapes, or bruises.

Her palms were calloused.

She had a beautiful figure, but it wasn’t the delicate, frail kind. Instead, she had a more athletic build.

The wounds seemed to be recent, and she seemed to be someone who frequented the gym. Or else, she wouldn’t be able to get such a build.

All these things directly contradict Ethan’s statement that she was a housewife.

The most important thing was that the registered numbers in her phone consisted of Ethan and several bodyguards.

new. Even the number might

past was like her memories. It was completely wiped clean with no trace that it ever existed. Olivia immediately began to feel

looking at? It’s

out and touched her. Olivia quickly turned off her phone’s screen and

some novels. Did

against her

where the protagonist suddenly realized that the killer was

tensed up, and even her breathing froze. She didn’t know

felt her body tense up and knew that something was

disturb me. It’s just that it’s bad for your eyes to look at your phone in the

arms around

up and didn’t know how to position her limbs. She kept thinking about the comment saying that Ethan might

her husband? What could he possibly be after? Wasn’t she already

hefty

to keep her alive to receive

for her to be tricked so he could take the inheritance, kick her out, and live happily ever after

must be it. The novel she

mind filled with the idea that Ethan was trying to kill her

gentle voice rang

think about was that it was the killer’s

might have slept

asked cautiously, “Did … my father

you some