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 steps, she still couldn’t help but look

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

are you

looked away, ignoring the unknown

the graves, Olivia suggested dining at the restaurant from

them.

was because Ethan rarely spent time with her in the past. Taking

matter where they went,

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

was now covered with cement. It was

blocking the

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

humans and trees have their fates. It’s nothing worth your

new coffee table and wooden chairs at home that were

yesterday.

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

too much about it back then. She just wondered

the coffee table at home

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

the snowy wind. His handsome face was cold, and his movements were filled

had a point. An elite like him