Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Chapter 141

Olivia tried her best to put on a smile. “That’s fine.”

Connor looked like a different person now. He had changed out of branded clothes and into the clothes that belonged to Martha’s children.

Olivia wondered how many children had worn the same clothes. There were even patches sewn on older patches.

The clothes were thicker, firmer, and also warmer.

Connor didn’t seem to mind, though. He followed behind Olivia like a little puppy.

Sometimes, he would curiously try to chase after cats or pull at the grass by the roadside. Everything here was new to him.

Olivia had followed him onto the boat with the resolve that she might lose her life. Hence, she quickly got used to the island.

It wasn’t as advanced as the city, but it was much cleaner.

As Olivia held Connor in her arms, enjoying the breeze, she suddenly had the urge to just live here.

But she knew very well that it would be a matter of time before they were found, even if the island wasn’t marked on the map.

Ethan’s influence would reach

of families lived on this island, and everyone led a simple life. That was what Tom

But that was because they wanted to improve the living conditions on the

here never went to school, and they spent their

they could only surrender to fate. A few villagers died of pain because they didn’t

easily

the children here were drooling at the sight of

into small portions. After they ate the cake, they even licked their lips

and what

and

Olivia caught the delicious scent of cooking. An excited look appeared

bread tonight just to welcome you!

in the child’s eyes broke her heart. She could have bread for

in the Fordham family. Yes, she knew that poor people existed, but it was completely different now that she was

arms. She saw Jerry sketching on the ground

see Jerry drawing so well. “Did you learn

face. “We don’t even have teachers here, and Jack was the one who taught us how to

any lessons. Jerry learned how to draw by himself! Not bad,

than that. It’s amazing,” Olivia praised

a pencil for him, but

too nice. Drawing on the ground doesn’t cost a penny. If Jerry had grown up in the city, he’d