Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller
Chapter 778
Chapter 778
Hearing that, Olivia accidentally let her phone slip through her hand. It dropped onto the floor.
The thud surprised Irene, who had been on the phone with Keith for a while.
She hurriedly hung up the call and looked at Olivia. “Olivia, what’s the matter?”
Olivia seemed pale. “Nothing.”
Irene picked up Olivia’s phone and saw the screen showing Ethan’s face.
After wiping the phone screen, Irene handed it over to Olivia while comforting her.
“Put your worry at rest, Olivia. He doesn’t know that you’re alive. It’s time to walk out of his shadow.”
Irene didn’t know what Ethan had done to Olivia that the latter was so afraid of him.
Olivia nodded, but she couldn’t shake off the fear. Her hunch kept telling her that he was speaking to her.
knows that I’m
wouldn’t have let me wander out here. He would’ve asked
way of doing things, she
turned the live broadcast off, blaming the radical effect he had
help, Olivia got better as the day
of medical books, wishing that she could
the blink of an eye, and Olivia could move around without
vomiting and suffering from
some strings so that he could run an MRI scan on her in
pin-drop silence in the hospital at night was deafening. A lot of medical instruments
lay on the counter. Half an
Olivia. I’m sure
they were on their way back. it has diminished
any time,
last, Olivia’s
still bald and skinny, and she wanted to cry so much upon hearing
for six months had finally
gazed at the couple with teary
The sadder you are, the happier the cancer cells in your
step toward victory. There’s a long way ahead
About Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller - Chapter 778
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