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
Ethan hadn't eaten in two days.Oddly enough, the cucumber-like fruit exuded a faint fragrance that helped him regain some appetite.He took a few bites of it. It was juicy, and the juice was refreshing and sweet. Everywhere the juice landed on felt a little rejuvenating, and his pain was relieved a lot."Is this medicine?" he asked Willow.Willow nodded. Then, she gave him more produce he had never seen before. He wasn't even sure if they were fruits or vegetables.Ethan hastily ate them. They couldn't rid him of the toxins, but they did replenish some of his energy. His body got a little better."Thank you, Willow." He reached out again, caressing Willow's head. He couldn't help but say, "I wonder who your parents are to have given birth to such a caring and adorable child as you."Willow blinked as she looked at him. Alicia looked a lot like him, so Willow wondered if he was her father.Willow was deep in thought when Ethan removed his hand from her head. "Sorry. I d
"Willow, are you crying?" Ethan asked.He suddenly chuckled. He was so foolish. Willow couldn't speak, and he was turning blind very soon."What time is it? Sorry, I can't see very well anymore."Willow took his hand and traced the number six in his palm."Almost six, hm? Time flies." Ethan sighed lightly.He could feel that he had almost spent all his energy on staying up."Kelvin," he called.Kelvin had also stayed up the whole night. His eyes were even redder now."I'm here, Mr. Miller." There was a sobbing tone in his voice.Ethan chuckled. "You're a man. Why are you crying? I've already told you on the first day that life and death are predestined.""I know, but … but I've never thought that it would be you, Mr. Miller …"Everyone standing here was prepared to take bullets for Ethan and die for his sake.If death were to come knocking, they were sure that they would die before Ethan did. No one expected that Ethan would be poisoned while he was unguarded and that he
Brent had specially selected a spot under a tree for Ethan so Ethan could lean against the trunk for support.Ethan was visibly weak now. He was like a candle with wax slowly dripping from it. When the last drop of wax was spent, that was when the light would go out.The mountain breeze picked up. Ethan felt his mind becoming a little clearer.He spoke slowly. "Brent, the thing I regretted the most in my life was agreeing to Marina's unreasonable requests and taking out my anger toward the Fordhams on Liv."If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have suffered so much. "We wouldn't have to be separated from each other, and our family wouldn't have to be apart. It can't even be called a family at this point."Brent said, "Mr. Miller, you had your reasons. Please don't say that.""Hah, reasons. In the past, I deceived everyone with that excuse, including myself. But no one would hurt others just because they had reasons."Ethan said softly, "When I was a child, I hated my father.
When Ethan heard those words, 10 seconds had already passed.A long time ago, he promised Olivia that he would watch the sunrise with her on every significant mountain in the country.Back then, he was very busy. Even if he sincerely wanted to spend time with her, he couldn't squeeze out any time.He had delayed it, but now, it would never happen.He thought, "Liv, am I being punished for not keeping my promise to you? Is that why I can't see you for one last time before I die?"Like a wizened old man, he slowly turned his head. He realized that when he lost his sight, he wasn't seeing just darkness. Instead, he couldn't see any color.Amid the void, he felt like he saw a patch of golden yellow.That must be the sunrise.It was supposed to be an extremely harsh color for the eyes. But for him, it felt like a filter was placed over his eyes.He was like a fire about to be put out by the wind, weak and flickering.He couldn't hear the breeze anymore. He was slowly losing his
Ethan fell toward the void.His body didn't hit the ground. Instead, someone caught him.Ethan had already lost consciousness. His slender body leaned against the person.Willow danced in elation, the bells ringing as she did so. Even though she couldn't speak, her face radiated with joy.Kelvin and Brent momentarily forgot their sorrow as they stared at the woman who had appeared out of nowhere.The woman wore a cool black outfit paired with sturdy Martin boots.The short leather top outlined her perfect figure and curves. Her outfit looked very modern, and it stood out a little in the simple village.As their gazes moved upward from her elegant neck, they saw a decent-looking face.She wasn't ugly, and she could be described as nice-looking at most. She couldn't be considered pretty.They had no idea how a woman like her could give birth to a pretty child-like Willow.The woman wrapped an arm around Ethan's waist as she patted the girl's head with her other hand.Willow ge
Willow couldn't speak, so she could only express her joy with her body. She kept rubbing her face against the woman's cheek."Good girl. I'm home."When they returned to the cottage, Krystal had woken up as well.Last night, to stop her from bawling and disturbing Ethan, Brent had knocked her out right away.When she saw the man Kelvin was carrying, she came over as she sobbed. "How can you do this, Sova? How can you leave me alone? Take me with you, please."A cold female voice rang out. "If you're going to wail again, get out. You're so noisy."Krystal had opened her mouth wide and was about to cry. But when she heard that, she paused. Caught between sobbing and deciding against it, she looked a little funny.It was only then that she noticed the unfamiliar woman. "Who is she?""Krystal, this is the miraculous doctor who can cure Mr. Miller. Mind your manners." Fearing that Krystal would throw a tantrum again, Kelvin hastily notified her.Krystal was a proud woman, but
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