Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 589

Ethan, who used to be extremely patient with her, didn’t have any intention of staying at that moment.

He kept urging Olivia, “It’s someone else’s grave. There’s nothing interesting to look at. Let’s go.”

Olivia thought that it was bad luck to say such things. Still, she couldn’t help but glance at it.

“Amazing. If her name wasn’t Jodie Ferguson, I would’ve thought that she’s a relative of the Millers.”

Olivia repeated the name. “Jodie. Why does that name sound so familiar? Ethan, did I know her in the past?”

The gravestone was remade for Jodie after Ethan had confirmed that Leia didn’t die. All the information was changed to Jodie’s. Ethan didn’t expect Olivia to be so hung up about it.

After calming himself, Ethan answered calmly, “No, you didn’t.”

Olivia glanced at the gravestone a few more times before looking away. “I must be overthinking it. There are so many people in this world, so it’s normal for some to look alike. Let’s go.”

Ethan took a cloak and draped it over her. His eyes were filled with tenderness. “Yes, the snow is falling heavily again. Let’s finish up the rounds and go home as soon as possible.”

“Sounds good.”

a few

on the red petals. As the wind blew, the snowflakes and

you looking

ignoring the

the restaurant from last time.

them.

because Ethan rarely spent time with her in the past. Taking Ethan’s hand, Olivia

two were very good-looking. So, no matter where they went,

curiously, “I remember seeing a tree here that

spot where the century-old tree stood was now covered with cement. It was also

replied indifferently, “Perhaps it was blocking the view, so

and it was probably at least a hundred years old.

trees have their fates. It’s nothing worth

about the new coffee table and

yesterday.

didn’t lack any furniture at home, so she couldn’t understand why they suddenly got more wooden

it back then. She just wondered how many trees had to

coffee table at home was made

calm as always. “What are you talking about, Liv? Why would I get mad at a

at the man’s upright figure in the snowy wind. His handsome face

like him wouldn’t