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 look

condition paled in

Ethan sneered.

other people around them were still wondering about their

So, Ethan.

to get

for a

that this was how

idea how long

she woke

when she heard an anxious

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

was Janice, who was wearing a black cocktail

had a worried look on

“Don’t move.

said that you have a concussion, and

hungry after

the woman in front of her,

like the face that had haunted her dreams But the only difference was that she had

saying in a hoarse voice, “You…” Janice’s heart ached when

up and said, “You must be

been a good mother all her life, so this was her first time doing something like

and nervous, so she looked

the kettle, she tripped over a chair and took a

Janice hastily scrambled up.