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 steps, she

snow on the red petals. As the wind blew, the snowflakes and flowers rained

are you

the unknown

graves, Olivia suggested dining at the restaurant from last

them.

if it was because Ethan rarely spent

were very good-looking. So, no matter where they went, people would be looking

tree here that night.

covered with cement. It was also tiled just like its surroundings. Ethan was

indifferently, “Perhaps it was blocking the

tree, and it was probably at least a hundred years old. It’s a waste to cut it down just like

trees have their fates.

about the new coffee table and wooden chairs at

yesterday.

lack any furniture at home, so she

that 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

is it possible that the coffee table

the head. His expression was calm as always. “What are you talking about, Liv? Why

upright figure in the snowy wind. His handsome face was cold, and his movements were filled with

like him