Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Olivia looked at the paper in her hand. It was the address of a cemetery.

Was Ethan’s sister dead?

Even so, what did her father have to do with her death?

If anyone were to know what kind of person her father was, it would be Olivia. And she knew he was not one to harm others, let alone a young woman.

She knew that Brent and Kelvin would not disclose more information and decided to stop probing them. It was silent all the way to the Millers’ residence. Olivia had mixed feelings when they arrived.

Brent politely asked her, “Mrs. Miller, would you like to go inside?”

“No, thanks. I’ll wait for him here.”

This was the final time she would meet him, and it was only to settle their divorce. She did not want to cause more trouble for herself. Besides, every single thing in there would remind her of their time together, and she refused to reminisce about the past.

He was to blame for cherishing her so much back then. Even though he had become colder and more indifferent to her over time, she would never forget how kind and loving he had been.

He should have been someone she hated to the core, but she could not find it in her heart to do so.

The ignition was not turned off, and the inside of the car was warm and comfortable. She was the only one left in the car now.

Her stomach started to hurt again, and she curled up into a fetal position and waited for the sky to brighten up. After that, she shifted into a position where she hugged her knees tightly to her chest.

It was winter, so the days were short and the nights long. It was already seven in the morning now, yet the sky was still rather dark. The leaves had fallen from the apple tree in the garden, making her thoughts drift off to some time in the past.

During the apple season, she yearned to have a taste of apple cider. Knowing this, Ethan helped to pick the fruits for her.

approachable. He was an excellent cook, and he spoiled her like

herself walking alone toward the tree. It was still there, as it

had changed, including the man she’d been with. Even the tree had changed; only a couple of dried

Ethan walked out of the mansion, the same sight greeted him. A woman wearing a thin

past few days. The first rays of the sun cast

who would vanish into thin air in the blink of an eye. Her hands were bandaged, but her countenance was pale, and she still wore the clothes she

She did not look at him but

“Mhmm?” He hummed.

him. They stood close to each other, yet

drink the apple cider you made

to respond. “The apple season has passed.

a little puffy as she muttered, “Can you treat it as

three months. He turned to look at the barren tree. In a

Next year …

on the rough bark of the tree. She wouldn’t be able to wait for another year. “You must hate

“Yes.”

be happy if I die?” She turned to face him and

words, and his thoughts became empty. For a moment, it felt

time, he recomposed himself and calmly said, “Fine. It’s just some

up into a smile. “Are

what kind of expression he would wear when he received the news about her death one day. Would he be

fridge to defrost. Olivia watched as he busied himself in the kitchen, thinking ruefully that this

was

started roasting marshmallows. The sweetness permeated the air, reminding her of how

if she were her own granddaughter. Sadly, she passed away two years ago. Ethan’s grandfather

longer here to rob Olivia of her roasted marshmallows too, and that made

roasted marshmallows and gulping down a glass of warm water, she felt that her stomach did not hurt as much as before. She could

to find Ethan pouring some of the soup into a thermos flask and into a

from being his

to turn a blind eye to the truth of their relationship by reminding herself of how sweet

Ethan said, unaware of her

the same as before, but she had already lost her appetite for it. “It’s late. Let’s head to the