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

up in Ethan’s

dripped onto

one could tell if it was Ethan’s tears or

letter to his heart,

I was wrong

Don’t die.

one to die instead.” He gripped the ring tightly in

this ring, but in the end,

smile when she put

this ring, I’ll be your

life is yours, hubby.” In the period when he gave her the cold shoulder, she

even had the ring

had returned

farewells and said that

How cruel.

in love in the past, but now, they ended

Ethan kissed Olivia’s ring.

he took off

the two rings neatly together, He

walked toward the

with images of

don’t leave

of

“Let me go.

me like this.”

It was very dark at the bottom of the

She must be terrified.

imagine how painful it must have been for her when the water rushed into