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.Olivia wiped her tears as she said, “I used to hate people who cry easily. I’m slowly becoming someone I hate. I’ve become someone I swore never to be.”Brent looked at her sorrowful eyes and responded with something that shocked even himself. “Then, why are you still holding on?” He knew that Ethan had spen
Ethan replied, “Okay.”For the first time in more than a year, both of them gave in. She tightly wrapped herself around him like she did before. His finger moved slightly but eventually rested on his side.The car drove to Ethan’s company. He asked Kelvin to send Olivia home.Olivia went to the hospital instead of the Miller residence. Jeff was still unconscious and had been moved to a normal ward.Olivia sent the helper home and personally prepared a bowl of warm water to wipe down his face and fingers.She muttered, “Dad, I know your secret. I wish it wasn't true. Please wake up and tell me that it’s not, will you? Tell me you didn’t do those things, that you didn’t kill Jodie.“Dad, I have stomach cancer. Ethan doesn’t know, and it’s for the best. If I give my life to him, will he let go of his hatred?“My life has been smooth sailing thus far. You took really good care of me while I was growing up. You’re the best dad in the world. No matter what you’ve done to others, you w
Olivia was initially confused by Marina’s dramatic response. She wondered how she could trip on flat ground. It all had to be a charade she was orchestrating.She knew Ethan was coming back. Of course, she brought the baby wherever she went. It wasn’t even a surprise that she would fall with the baby in her arms. Even the angle she fell looked like it was intentionally going to hurt the baby!She was ruthless. She would even use her baby as leverage to get what she wanted.When she saw that Connor was about to hit the ground, her body acted faster than her rationale. She immediately caught Connor and cushioned his fall with her body.However, the weight fell mostly on the arm where her mediport was. The doctor reminded her many times not to pick up heavy objects and risk hurting her arm.She couldn’t be bothered with that as the baby was falling. Although he wasn’t a newborn, and he was small and light, she didn’t think about what it would do to her body.She fell fast. Her world
She counted until he reached his car. He did not turn back.Olivia lay forgotten on the ground, unmoving. Although the side effects of the treatment had reduced significantly, her body still felt weak. The hard fall felt like it had broken her bones.Brent and the rest were with Ethan. Madam Burgess used to be around, but she left. Now the house was empty.Snow fell from the sky, and cold wind came from all directions. Her hands and feet were frozen.She thought, “Someone please help me.”Her bag was not far from where she was, but she could not turn over and reach for it.She could only stare at the snowflakes floating in a cruel ballet in the sky. Tears slowly fell from her face as she whispered, “885, 886…”By the time she counted to 1038, Olivia had recovered enough strength to stand. She used one hand to support herself and got up.She was freezing. When the car arrived, the tip of her nose was red from the cold. She couldn’t raise the arm she used to catch the boy, so she
Keith had no idea what she had gone through the past few days. She used to have an inspirationally strong will to live. But now, her eyes had a dark intensity to them, something he had never seen.They were pools of still water, devoid of ripples.“Was it him? Did he do this to you?”Olivia shook her head. “No.”“But he has something to do with it, right? The Olivia I know wouldn’t make this decision.”Hurt flashed across Keith’s face. He looked at the snow drifting on the wind outside the window and sighed. “Maybe he did love you once, during that one winter. But this winter, he’s chosen someone else. You should let him go, Liv.”It was obvious that she had been blinded by love and lost herself. She was oblivious to the history the both of them had and was refusing to give up.Olivia knew that Ethan’s love for her was in the past. Even if he let go of his hatred toward her, Leia’s death would be a constant needle buried in his heart. It would leave him in agony for the rest of
Olivia stumbled as she stood up. She smiled frailly. “I fell in love with him the moment I laid eyes on him. I’ve loved him for so many years. I-I can’t just let him go.”Keith saw tears streaming down her face. He wanted to wipe them for her, but he was in no position to. He could only stay still and look at her.Tears slid down her chin. Olivia smiled wryly. “I know it’s suffocating. But, the thought of watching him marry another girl hurts more than my cancer. I have no reason to live, so I’m choosing to die.“I recently stumbled upon a saying. If you knew you were destined not to end up with the man you love dearly, would you choose to live through the joy and hurt and watch it end, or turn around and leave before it even starts?”Olivia laughed at herself. “If I hadn’t met him, I would have chosen to turn around and leave. However, such is fate that I am unable to escape. He and I agreed that he would keep me company for another month. We will get divorced after. By then, I wi
Ethan didn’t expose her horrible attempt at lying. He called out to her from the side of the dining table. “Come and eat. Wash your hands first.”Rays of light from the chandelier fell on him. Without his suit and tie, the wooly cashmere sweater added a domestic warmth to him. Even his elegant face was less cold than usual.He was wearing the apron she got him three years ago. It almost looked like nothing had changed. Olivia went toward him smiling and saw that the table was filled with the spicy food she used to like. If he paid attention to what Madam Burgess had been making for her recently, he would realize that her palate had changed.He no longer took notice of her like he used to. They tried so hard to revert to the life they had, but that life was far behind them.A lot of things ended silently, like his love. The answer to everything now was silence and distance.Although her stomach couldn’t handle spicy or oily foods, she had hoped for a feast like this for two years. So,
Olivia set the fruit basket down and explained, "She’s my friend. I'm just here to check on her. Then, I’ll leave.""That won't be necessary. Being near people will worsen her condition. Miss Fordham, please."Belle stuffed the pillow into Olivia's arms and desperately said, "Leave with my baby and take care of it. I will stall them. Quick, run!"As she spoke, she picked up the fruit basket Olivia brought and threw it at the doctor. "I’ll kill you, demon! I’ll kill you if you even think about taking my baby away!"Security guards burst through the doors with helmets and vests. They took her down with a stun gun. Four men carried her to her bed and tied her to it.Belle was still screaming, "Give me back my baby!"She slowly lost her strength as she was given a tranquilizer. She fell unconscious shortly after.Olivia was startled by everything that was happening before her. It felt more like a prison than a hospital. The doctors were merely wardens.The unconscious Belle looked
Warren's pale face showed a hint of pleading. "Olivia, we've gotten to know each other better in the past two years. Have you ever loved me?"Hatred was evident in Olivia's cold eyes. "Never. I pray for your death every single second of my life.""I knew it." He smiled at that embittering answer. Karma had always been there. Another sound of a gunshot surprised the birds. A pool of blood splashed over the flowers. Warren stared at the picture on the gravestone. "Mona, I've returned everything that I owe you…"Olivia's gaze alternated between the two bodies. Her heart ached as she began crying. "It's finally over, Mona. Please rest in peace."She had been waiting for this day to come for too long. When the revenge was finally over, she felt hollow on the inside. …Yarrows reached their peak of beauty during the season, dancing along the wind. Willow was chasing after Zack, her bells ringing briskly. He teased, "You can't catch me!"After weaving a garland, Alicia bec
Warren was so blinded by love that he didn't realize that Olivia had spent the last two years setting this up.The moment he saw Olivia nestling in Ethan's arms, he knew that his identity had been exposed since the beginning.It was time to end all of this.Although the Fordham family had won the fight, they sustained heavy casualties. Brandon and Deborah, together with Jacqueline, had hurt and killed countless people. Quinn became a sacrifice, never waking up again despite her young age. Olivia placed a bouquet before Quinn's gravestone. "Rest in peace, Quinn. I'll take good care of the family. Don't worry."The breeze carried a leave before it landed on Olivia's shoulder, as though trying to respond to Olivia.Douglas reunited with the family, and Natalie was finally buried in peace. It was a private funeral, but Mason paid a visit. Mason and Douglas looked at each other. They were both important to Natalie, and they finally met each other after her death. With reddene
"Avery, what happened?" Olivia inquired.She had no clue what was happening and didn't dare to go anywhere close to Louis. The only person who she got close to was Avery."Stay away, Olivia! It's too dangerous!" Avery yelled worriedly. Louis shifted his gaze to Olivia. "My experiment is going to be successful soon. That's Natalie's descendant. She has Natalie's genes in her…"Olivia's eyes widened as she finally realized why Louis had been taking special care of her. Back then, she simply assumed that it was due to her health and talent, but it turned out that he had known her identity all along!The purpose of the human modification project was to resurrect Natalie! The thought of it gave her goosebumps.To think that he had made so many preparations just to resurrect Natalie…Even Olivia was deceived. She took the human modification project at face value; she didn't think much about it! "Let Natalie go, Louis. She's been gone for years. She could be watching us from up
Olivia arrived on the island. She noticed the change in the atmosphere this time around.It was the same old scenery, but the robots that once filled the island to the brim were gone. She expected to encounter some inspection robots upon arrival, but there weren't any.Ships were docking in lines by the seashore, and most of them belonged to private foreigner organizations and mercenaries. People were coming to the island!What happened?Was Louis in danger?Although Louis wished to transform her into a cyborg, she hoped he could live regardless. No matter what field it was, no one would come before an outstanding scientist like him. It would be a huge loss to lose him.Olivia grew worried. "Calm down, Liv. A lot of people came to the island, but I don't think it's a big issue for now," Ethan reminded her.He bet that the ships were loaded with ammunition. Still, the buildings on the island were intact, and nothing seemed to be destroyed. She disagreed, "No, there should
Mason and David had a long discussion by themselves. No one knew what they talked about.But it didn't matter because it was just an extra member joining the Fordham family anyway. That was it.On the other hand, Tatiana was a little worried. If the whole Fordham family were to be added to the family registry, would her children inherit less from the Heath family?Humans were born selfish. When the event actually came to pass, everyone would be thinking about their own benefit. However, the result of the discussion between David and Mason surprised everyone.Even though David wasn't acknowledged as one of the Fordhams, he wasn't planning to change his surname to Heath.He saw himself as a Fordham because his mother married Douglas.Nevertheless, he didn't mind his family being relatives with the Fordham family.Mason was a little disappointed, but he still respected David's decision because he knew how well Douglas treated David's family.Mason asked the Fordham family to sta
Olivia and the others returned to the Fordham family. Everything was going back on track under Avery's management. Sean's leg was recovering well. He could walk like a normal person, and he didn't have to pretend to be a cripple anymore. Troy would need more time to heal, but he was making progress.David clearly seemed better than he was before Olivia left. Everyone could still hardly believe that Jacqueline almost killed everyone in the family all by herself. When Olivia returned, David asked with concern, "Olivia, Avery said that you were cursed. How are you feeling right now?""Don't worry, Dad. I'm all better now. But we think that Jacqueline's dead in the sea," she assured.He hugged her. "It's alright. Your safety is all I hope for."It broke her heart to see how time had chipped away at his physique. It hadn't actually been that long since the family was in trouble. "Any news about Mom's whereabouts?" asked Olivia. "Avery found something, but he's still trying to
Alan brushed it over, but it was enough to leave Wendell in shock. Wendell imagined what kind of life Wayne had led before this. Growing up in a slum where all kinds of people lived… People like them had never really owned anything anyway, so they wouldn't feel the pain of loss…Ever since his wife passed away, Wendell didn't really care much about Alexander's upbringing. Wendell was merely generous when it came to spending money on Alexander. But once he reunited with his son, he realized how much it could hurt to be a parent. If that marriage arrangement was Wayne's wish, Wendell was hell-bent on making it happen.…Olivia was watching the sunset painting colors to the horizon by the seashore. Although Jacqueline was dead, Olivia didn't feel happy, not even one bit. So what if the mastermind was dead? The Fordham family was still in disarray, and no one knew where Shana was.Olivia sighed softly. "You're too young to be sighing like that." Wayne suddenly appeared next
Wendell felt helpless. He was seriously down on luck.Instead of his son, he thought that he had found himself a bossy superior. It was a heartfelt reunion after 30 years of separation, and yet the first thing Wayne talked about was an announcement about his marriage rather than expressing words of concern for his family. If it were any ordinary woman, Wendell wouldn't have minded it. But the person he insisted on marrying was none other than Olivia! She was a divorced woman with four kids!On top of that, Olivia's ex-husband was Wendell's nephew! The divorced couple was somewhat entangled with each other too.Ethan and Wayne were both dear to him. What should he do? Wendell was at his wit's end. Ignoring Wendell's dilemma, Wayne handed him a cigarette. But Wendell refused, "I quit it."Wayne lit a cigarette and squatted on the ground. Instead of a ruler of a land, he appeared more like a construction worker. Wendell massaged his forehead at that. How had his son grown
Wendell had been frail all his life. He never imagined that his biological son would have been missing for so many years. What surprised him more was that Wayne had grown up well despite hardships. Still, there seemed to be something off about this son of his.They were father and son who had been separated for years. Now that the truth was revealed, shouldn't they be hugging each other in tears of joy? Why did Wayne show no joy in reuniting with his father but seemed interested in his identity as the son of the Procter family—or more precisely, the marriage arrangement between the Procter family and the Fordham family?""Son, things are a bit complicated right now. We need to take our time to discuss this thoroughly—""Am I not your son?" Wayne's restless temperament was exactly the same as his mother's. There was no chance of dissuading him. There was only one thing in his head. He felt fortunate that he had run a background check on the ties between both families. Otherwise