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.

her tears as she said, “I used to hate people who cry easily. I’m

still holding on?” He knew that Ethan had spent the whole night thinking and changing the terms

had

ensure her a comfortable life for the rest of her

now. Olivia knew when to back down. Did she think

finally climbed out of that misery and now, she wanted to go back in again. She was repeating her mistake and bringing herself suffering

but said, “If my baby was still alive, they would be

stopped himself. In the end, he just said, “Madam, you’re still young. There

not having any more

could tell that something was off. He wanted to ask

face showed indifference. He didn’t even turn to look at her. After

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herself into

was conflicted. She hated Ethan for what he did to the Fordhams and hated him even

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