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.”

left with Ethan. After taking a few

were blooming well. There was a layer of clear snow on the red petals. As the wind blew, the snowflakes and flowers rained

are you

away, ignoring the unknown

from last time. Ethan

them.

with Ethan. She wondered if it was because Ethan rarely spent time with her in the past. Taking Ethan’s

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

tree

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

“Perhaps it was blocking the

it was probably at least a hundred years old.

their fates. It’s nothing

thought about the new coffee table

yesterday.

any furniture at home, so she couldn’t understand

too much about it back then. She just wondered how many trees had

that the coffee table at

was calm as always. “What are you talking about, Liv? Why would I get mad at a tree and turn it into a coffee

His handsome

had a point. An elite like him wouldn’t get mad