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

welled up in Ethan’s eyes, and it began

water dripped

it was Ethan’s tears or the rain

letter to his heart, Ethan slowly

mumbled, “Liv, I was wrong

Don’t die.

the one to die instead.”

away this ring, but in the end, he still managed

never forget Olivia’s smile when she put on

this ring,

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

weight, he even had the ring adjusted

the ring had

gave her farewells and said that death had done them

How cruel.

so deeply in love in the past, but now, they ended up

Ethan kissed Olivia’s ring.

he took off his ring

rings neatly together, He slowly

he walked

filled with images of

leave me

of the

“Let me go.

this.” Ethan mumbled, “Liv,

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

She must be terrified.

it must have been