Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs.

"What did you do to me?" "Try walking backward." They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.

"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence.

Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed.

She resolved a big problem of mine." Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.

Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.

It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.

She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.

Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.

In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.

She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she flopped in bed.

Since there were people taking care of Molly, there shouldn't be any issue.

by her bed, looking

in her room, and the Heaths never visited

though cast to oblivion, no one cared about

the ingredients for her meals were fresh, they

was bearable, but it couldn't be compared to her previous

Dinner was served.

food had gone

the soup, and

her family would've been worried about her

girls dying early due to lack

on, advising her not to burn the midnight oil, as well as checking if something

family to them;

Heaths might've started their vengeful act

once the reason for her happiness but became

before, throwing a tantrum wouldn't draw other's attention to

dug in her

live; only then would

die than go

tears trickled down

someone who once lived lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much,

Krystal threw the plate onto