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.

has done us

up in Ethan’s

dripped onto the

Ethan’s tears or the

to his heart, Ethan

I was wrong

Don’t die.

to die instead.” He gripped the ring tightly in

had once sold and thrown away this ring, but in the end, he still managed to find it and bring

Olivia’s smile when she put

I put on this ring, I’ll

life is yours, hubby.” In the period when he gave her the cold shoulder, she never

even had the

the ring had returned to its

said that death had done them

How cruel.

in love in the past,

Ethan kissed Olivia’s ring.

took off his

the two rings neatly together, He

walked toward

filled with images

don’t leave me

of

“Let me go.

this.” Ethan mumbled,

coming to keep you company right now.” It was very dark at the bottom of

She must be terrified.

it must have been for