Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Ethan already had a lead.

He was about 70% sure that Olivia was still alive and that he could soon find out where she was right now.

His expression remained unaffected as he said, “Thanks.” Keith met Ethan’s gaze.

Ethan’s eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he had lost a lot of weight.

Keith could see that for the past few days, every single second had been torture to him.

The people who attended the funeral found it weird.

Never mind someone bleeding at the funeral, the Miller family didn’t even stop Ethan, allowing him to continue kneeling.

There was a great meaning behind a man prostrating himself, and it was only reserved for the most reverent of times.

But now, Ethan was kneeling to pay respects to his wife.

He was even kneeling for a long time, refusing to get up.

Time ticked by, and the sky grew dark.

Unable to endure it any longer, Leia fainted.

Janice hastily went forward.

“That’s enough, Ethan.” Ethan looked at Leia.

The blood on her forehead had already clotted, and she looked very weak.

recalling Olivia’s pitiful

condition paled

Ethan sneered.

around them were still

So, Ethan.

to get treatment.”

knelt for

was how she would return to

idea how long

eventually, she woke

she

you alright? How are you feeling?” She looked in the direction where the voice came

who was wearing a black

a worried look

“Don’t move.

doctor said that you have a concussion, and you need to

hungry after

eat?” Leia looked at the woman in front of her, seemingly a little

woman in front of her looked exactly like the face that had haunted her dreams But the

voice, “You…” Janice’s heart

hastily stood up and

never been a good mother all her life,

both overwhelmed and nervous, so

she could reach the kettle, she tripped over

Janice hastily scrambled up.