Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Originally, Olivia thought that it wouldn't be good for her image.

But then, she thought more about it. People were always prejudiced, and she had already left a bad impression on everyone.

Even if she stood and kept watch over Ethan today, the people who looked down on her would continue to do so.

So, why should she worry about other people's gazes?

Her body was already weak enough. She had also been standing for a long time, so her calves were turning sore.

If she was half-sprawled on the bed, it would be torture for her waist and back.

"Sure, go ahead."

Taking off her socks and shoes, Olivia got onto the bed. When Krystal saw that, she was extremely pissed.

"Y-You shameless woman! What are you doing?"

Olivia blinked, saying with an innocent look, "As you can see, the wench is tired and needs to rest."

"How can you sleep in the same bed as him?" Krystal was so frustrated that she almost stomped her feet.

"I didn't want to, but he refused to let go

they were speaking, Olivia had already lay down on her side. She said calmly, "Also, Ms. Heath, why are you so worked up about

with him, let alone sleep on the same bed. What does it have

shut Krystal up. Krystal didn't know

go back to

If you have even a little bit of shame, you wouldn't

have gotten it wrong.

the blanket in his arms. "Mrs. Miller, I've brought

with the blanket. Turning around, he explained earnestly, "It's already

compare to a rough woman like you, Ms. Heath. You're always

speaking,

to say it again! If you're getting a blanket, why didn't

a couple here. Stop being the third wheel

up, unable to stand it anymore. "Get out, both of you! He can't

loud, but it was

her. Olivia glanced at Krystal with a cold look in her eyes, her gaze as sharp as an

her spine. Olivia's gaze

didn't intend to

the couch opposite them, staring straight at