Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Chapter 739

After staying in the hospital for a week, Olivia was discharged.

She had been recovering for a week. So now, she could get out of bed and walk around on her own.

Still, her red blood cells and white blood cells had very low counts. She would feel dizzy every day, and

she was still extremely weak.

But it was already great news to her that she could leave the hospital.

When Olivia returned to the Miller residence, Sharon spoke as she moved Olivia’s wheelchair.

“Mrs. Miller, Mr. Miller has prepared a room for you on the first floor. You can go out into the yard from there. Just concentrate on recuperating. I’m sure you’ll get better in the future.”

“Alright.”

Ethan was probably worried that he might stimulate her, so he never appeared in front of her in recent

days.

But Olivia knew that most of the time, he waited until she was asleep to sneak in and watch over her.

When she woke up, he would leave quietly.

Olivia didn’t understand why he would do that. He had his wife and children, so why was he investing so

much effort in her?

was in a better mood now that he wasn’t around. After returning to her

was to

care of her. Picking up

brush her messy

in dense heaps. Lots of her hair was caught on

well.

as she looked at the

had been suffering for the past few days, and she almost forgot about the numerous side effects of chemotherapy. One

hair

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if she didn’t die, she

hair that had fallen onto the floor. She wanted to pretend as if nothing

She felt her head getting heavy, so she could only sit down slowly as she leaned against

flashed across her mind, and she saw herself in

had tied her up in the bathroom. Holding the showerhead in his hand, he poured water

and over again.

her from head to toe. The coldness

causing her immense suffering.

let her off. But the only response she

colder attitude.

had happened so long ago, but Olivia could still feel the

was so cold that it

slowly rolled down

why Ethan would be so

the door. Sharon asked worriedly, “Are you okay, Mrs. Miller? Should

help?”

in her voice.