Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

With trembling hands, Ethan picked up the wedding ring and the letter.

The act of opening a letter was so simple, but his hands kept trembling as if he had Parkinson’s.

Brent said in a low voice, “Mr. Miller, let me do it.” It didn’t matter that much whether he read the letter or not.

Everyone had already guessed the ending.

Still, Ethan took out the letter in terror and agony.

The familiar handwriting came into sight.

In the past, she would write him letters in secret when he was out on business trips.

She didn’t know the address, so she would put the words she wanted to say into a bottle and then bury it in the garden.

After he discovered it by accident, every time he came back, the first thing he would do was to go to that secret hole and dig around to check if there was new mail.

Back then, she wrote like an adorable teenage girl.

But this letter was different.

Not many words were written on it, but every stroke conveyed farewell.

“Ethan, it’s too painful to live.

I don’t want to hold on anymore.

Farewell.

I only desire the sweet release of death.

done us

up in Ethan’s eyes, and it began to

dripped

Ethan’s tears or

heart, Ethan slowly got on his

“Liv, I was wrong Come

Don’t die.

instead.” He gripped the ring tightly in

ring, but in the end, he still managed to find it and bring

forget Olivia’s smile when she

I put on this ring,

rest of my life is yours, hubby.” In the period when he gave her the cold shoulder, she never once took the ring

even had the ring adjusted

the ring had

farewells and said that death

How cruel.

the past, but now, they ended up

Ethan kissed Olivia’s ring.

off his

neatly together,

he walked toward the

was filled with images of

leave

of the

“Let me go.

this.” Ethan mumbled,

right now.” It was very dark at the bottom of the

She must be terrified.

have been for her when