Chapter 33

Olivia was beautiful. Even when she wept, she looked alluring. It was heart–aching to see someone so beautiful and so sad.

Brent said to her softly, “Madam, Mr. Miller is waiting for you.”

Olivia snapped back to reality. She reached out to wipe the tears from her face. She suddenly started sobbing again.

“Oh, Brent. I must look awful, don’t I?”

Brent had worked for Ethan for many years. He was no stranger to how vibrant his wife was. In the short span of two years, he gathered that she was like a withering flower: yet to witness her full bloom, and perhaps may never get to.

“Don’t worry. You still look beautiful. No one is as beautiful as you are.” Brent handed her a tissue.

who cry easily. I’m slowly becoming someone I hate.

He knew that Ethan had spent the whole night thinking

Jeff, who was responsible for it, was barely alive. He had tormented and hurt Olivia for two years. He was planning to let

to ensure her a comfortable life for the

now. Olivia knew when to back down. Did she think that there was

and now, she wanted to go back in again. She was repeating her

baby was still alive, they

himself. In the end, he just said, “Madam, you’re still young. There will be another chance for you

“I’m not having

could tell that something was off. He wanted to ask more, but

for her in the car. The aloof look on his face showed indifference. He didn’t even turn to look at her. After via

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threw herself into

she saw the evidence, she was conflicted. She hated Ethan for what he did to the Fordhams

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