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.”

with Ethan. After taking a few

a layer of clear snow on the red petals. As the wind blew, the snowflakes and flowers rained down,

you looking

looked away, ignoring the

the restaurant from last time.

them.

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

matter where they went, people would

curiously, “I remember seeing a tree here that night.

covered with cement. It was also tiled just like its

indifferently, “Perhaps it was blocking the view,

a huge tree, and it was probably at least a hundred

have their fates. It’s nothing worth your

new coffee table and wooden chairs at home that were just

yesterday.

any furniture at home, so she couldn’t understand why

a change of furniture would be nice. She didn’t think too much about it back then. She just wondered how many trees had to be cut down to make a coffee table

table at home was made from

you talking about, Liv? Why would I get mad at

snowy wind. His handsome face

point. An elite like him wouldn’t