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

Olivia.” Tears welled up in Ethan’s eyes, and it began to

water dripped

if it was Ethan’s tears or the

letter to his heart, Ethan slowly

“Liv, I was wrong Come

Don’t die.

one to die instead.” He gripped the ring

but in the end, he

would never forget Olivia’s smile when she put on the

on this

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

she lost weight, he even had the ring adjusted a

had

farewells and said that death had done

How cruel.

past, but now, they

Ethan kissed Olivia’s ring.

he took off his ring

two rings neatly together,

he walked toward

mind was filled with images of Olivia’s

leave

of

“Let me go.

like this.”

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

She must be terrified.

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