Mist, forest, giant snake, and young girl.A beam of light shone through the gigantic tree and fell on the girl. She had skin pale as snow, and her face was exquisite. Her eyes were actually green, and her features were well-defined. She was dressed in simple and colorful clothes. The weird thing was she wasn't wearing shoes and was completely barefoot.Around her ankles, she wore two anklets made of multicolored threads adorned with small bells.She was a pretty little girl who exuded an ancient and mysterious aura. She sat on the giant red snake. The girl didn't have the innocence of children her age. She looked down at the group of people condescendingly like a goddess. The beam of light shining on her made her look even more otherworldly, like a saint of legends.She looked at the group cautiously as if asking why they were there.Joel quickly explained, "Young lady, we have a patient who's inflicted with lethal poison. We need to enter the village for a cure. Please let u
The girl was young, but she was obviously well-respected. The villagers who walked past her would greet her. Brent noticed that they didn't treat her like a child. They were very respectful when they talked to her. They would stand up straight and pay respects to her. The girl would nod lightly, but she always remained silent. The group followed her to a bamboo forest. She signaled for them to stop moving. Then, she entered the bamboo forest alone. There was a stream next to the bamboo forest and a stone bridge that looked very exquisite. They saw a gigantic tree a short distance away. It looked like it had been there for over a century. There were some red ribbons hanging on the tree with tiny bells attached to them. They would chime when the winds blew. There weren't any fancy decorations, but it was very cozy. Krystal whispered, "Is the young lady mute?"Joel glared at her. "Shut up before you find yourself in trouble." Brent pointed at a glimpse of red that was a s
Krystal noticed the change in Wendy's expression and hurriedly asked, "Madam Wendy, do you know him?"Wendy's gaze shifted between Krystal's and Ethan's faces. "What's your relationship with him?""I'm his fiancée. Please, save him! He means the world to me. I can't imagine life without him. If you need blood, take mine! We have the same blood type," Krystal responded before Brent or the others could speak up.Brent and the others frowned. They thought it was inappropriate for her to answer so arbitrarily. But Ethan's life was on the line at the moment, so now wasn't the time to address such issues."Do you love him a lot?" Wendy asked.Joel couldn't help but feel like something was off with Wendy's expression."Yes, I've loved him for many years. I'll save him even if it costs me my life!""What a pair of star-crossed lovers." Wendy almost clapped her hands."It's just a shame that I can't save him. You'll have to seek help elsewhere."Then, she waved her hand and asked them
Krystal was dumbfounded. Why wasn't she playing by the rules?"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think you're in a TV show?" Wendy mocked."Get lost. Don't make a mess of my place!" she yelled as she covered Willow's eyes with her hand. "Don't look at her. You'll soil your eyes."Krystal returned to the room, drenched from head to toe. She cursed aloud, "Who does that weird old hag think she is? She could've just said she wasn't going to help! What did she pour all over me anyway? Why does it stink so much?"Kelvin pinched his nose and backed away. "Stay away, Krystal. I think that's probably urine that has been stored for a long time. I'm sure you wouldn't want Mr. Miller to faint from the stench."Krystal was almost in tears. "Urine? How could she pour urine on me?"Joel sighed. "If I remember correctly, urine is used to ward off the evil spirits here.""But I'm a living and breathing human being. Why would she use urine to drive me away?""It's all because you
Chris said, "Young lady, can you save her?"Willow shook her head. She signaled with her hand.Chris guessed. "Are you saying that you can't, but someone else can?"Willow nodded. "Who is it? Is it Madam Wendy?"Willow shook her head.This time, Chris understood Willow's hand signs. "Are you saying that the person is your mother?" Willow nodded. Chris' eyes lit up. He quickly asked, "Where is your mother now?"Willow made another sign. "Are you saying that she's gone somewhere far away, and you don't know when she'll be back? This won't do. Mr. Miller only has one day left. "Willow, do you have a way to make him live longer so we can wait until your mother returns?"Willow looked at Ethan. The latter's hearing was also affected by the venom. There was a delay in his hearing. He could only hear what Chris was saying after several seconds. He felt all his senses slowly fading away and was sure he was beyond help. He held Willow's hand as he waited for death to
Willow pursed her lips, not saying anything. Reaching out, Wendy caressed her head. "Poor child. You know, your mom worked very hard to be able to leave him."If he knows that you and your mom are still alive, he will lock your mom up again. Do you want that to happen?"Willow shook her head."Then you have to pretend that you don't know him. After all, your mom and the others aren't in the village. As for whether he can survive this or not, it's entirely up to him."Wendy sighed. "Your mom went through a lot of hardship in the past. When she was giving birth to you, she was very close to death. You have to be grateful to her and treasure your hard-earned life."Willow nodded obediently.It was quite odd. Not long after drinking Willow's blood, Ethan could sense that his eyes and ears were getting better. He could even produce simple sounds.In the past, for every hour that passed, the red pattern would advance. After he drank the blood, the toxin seemed to be frozen in
Willow's eyes were extremely clear. It reminded Ethan of when he first met Olivia more than a decade ago. Back then, he was wondering how a person's eyes could be this clear.The thought only stayed in his mind for a second, and it quickly disappeared.Many people looked alike in this world. The woman who assassinated him looked quite similar to Olivia, too.Moreover, his Alicia must be five or six years old now. How could Olivia give birth to a child with green eyes?He must have missed Olivia so much that he started seeing things.Ethan knew that there were lines on his face. The girl was probably scared of it.So, he put on a gentle expression as he said, "Willow, you're the one who saved me, right? Thank you."Willow shook her head, but she didn't let go of his hand. She feared that if she let go, Ethan would fall."You can't speak?"Willow nodded.For some reason, Ethan felt his heart ache for her. Reaching out, he touched her face. "I can take you away from here. I
In just two days, Ethan turned from a normal person into someone whose organs were affected and who was slowly losing his senses. In that period, he thought about many things.The most he thought about were his memories with Olivia. In the three years they were apart, he couldn't see her, so he could only press forward with the memories.He was busy with various things every day, and he used his busyness to dilute his love for Olivia.But every time he was free, his longing would take him by surprise. It filled his mind and every inch of his heart. Like thorny vines, it wrapped tightly around him.The more he struggled against it, the more his heart ached.His body was pierced so much that it was filled with wounds. He was in excruciating pain.So, when he was in physical pain, he even felt a little better. He thought that if he died, he would travel to Olivia's side and see her one last time.Back then, Olivia was suffering from the terror of her cancer cells. He wondered
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