Olivia sat up in bed as her eyes darkened. She snapped, "Dorothy, don't act recklessly!"Dorothy's smug voice came from the other end of the line."Olivia, I know you've been looking for Uncle Wallace these two days. You even called the police. I'm surprised."I'll only give you one chance, or you'll have to collect his body!"Olivia gritted her teeth and tried to calm herself."Okay, go on."Let's meet at West Village at 7 PM."With that said, Dorothy emphasized with a sneer. "Olivia, come alone. If you call the police or talk to Zac, you will never see him alive."After hanging up, Olivia dropped her right hand feebly.She knew the risk.However, she could not watch Uncle Wallace die, so she had to go—even if she knew she was malicious.After the last afternoon ward round at 6 PM, Olivia took out the clothes she had borrowed from the nurse and ran to the bathroom to get changed. Then she put on a baseball cap and sneaked out from the stairwell.She stopped a taxi downstai
"Uncle Wallace! You're hurt! Hurry. Let me help you up!"However, Olivia had not healed from her injuries. Being still weak, she could not help Uncle Wallace up.She put her hand on Uncle Wallace's chest and started to cry out of panic.'Nothing can happen to Uncle Wallace! Nothing!'She took out her phone to call 120, but there was no signal. She got up to find one, but Uncle Wallace grabbed her hand."Ms. Larson, watch out for Dorothy..."Olivia cried and nodded. "I know. I know, Uncle Wallace. Don't speak. I'll find someone to save you!""Master Hans' letter says Madam Larson... didn't die by accident..."'Mom didn't die by accident, which means Dorothy is telling the truth.'She killed mom!'"Dad didn't kill himself, right?"Uncle Wallace frowned and shook his head. "No, Master Hans killed himself, but... he was forced."'Forced?'Olivia froze and looked at Uncle Wallace in disbelief.The Larson family might not be the most powerful in Ocean City but was considered ab
Olivia woke up two days later.With difficulty, she opened her eyes and turned them to familiarize herself with the surroundings. The tip of her nose smelled the familiar disinfectant, and she knew she was not dead. She was in the hospital again.For a moment, she had no idea if she was doomed or if God was trying to torture her.This broken body was no more than a burden to live on, right?After wiping her body, the caretaker looked up and saw her awake. She shouted, "Ms. Larson, are you awake? I'll get the doctor for you."Olivia tugged at her dress, shook her head, and asked hoarsely, "How many days have I slept?""Two days. Do you feel okay?""Was I the only one who came to the hospital that day? What about the other one?"The caretaker froze. She was confused. "Ms. Larson, I'm your caretaker. But as far as I know, you were the only one brought in that night. There was no one else."'No?'Olivia's heart sank. She did not save Uncle Wallace's body after all.It was as if
John frowned and clenched the hands dangling at his side.The woman was so capable of angering him with one word!He did not want to let it bother him at first that night. However, he suddenly asked Wes to return after passing by two blocks.He wanted to see what this woman was up to despite her wounds.However, they lost her halfway down the road. It was not until they stopped the returning taxi driver that they learned Olivia had gone to West Village.John knew what place West Village was very well.For some reason, he felt a pang in his heart and made Wes speed toward there.However, he saw a building on fire when he arrived. Without thinking twice, he rushed in to save her and took her to the hospital.He was only relieved when the doctor told him Olivia was not in danger.Even he did not know why he had rushed in at that moment to save the woman he hated so much!However, he did not bother to explain.Seeing the disdain on her face, he instantly became furious. He raise
'Better than me in every way?'John was furious as a chilling aura exuded from his body. His deep eyes stared sinisterly at the woman in bed.He wanted to have a peaceful conversation with her, but she refused.He leaned over and bit her neck. "Okay, Olivia. You made me do this!"As he reached out his hand to do more, the woman beneath him asked out of the blue."John, aren't you disgusted when you're so convinced that many men have touched me?"John confused her.He called her cheap, unwilling to believe that she did not cheat on him. At the same time, he touched her without feeling disgusted. Why?John's hand froze instantly. He grabbed her jaw and sneered. "You're right. I'm disgusted with you!"Olivia's heart pricked with pain. She swallowed her grief, licked her dry lips, and forced a smile.She seemed to be smiling bitterly and also laughing at herself. "Are you going to continue?"John saw her smile and suddenly felt bitter. He found it irritating no matter what.He
Wes froze and shook his head. "No. Why do you ask, Sir?"John narrowed his long and narrow eyes and said nothing.'What the h*ll was Olivia doing in West Village?'He did not believe she was meeting a man in such a place....Zac knocked on the door after seeing John leave.Thinking it was the caretaker, Olivia got dressed and lay down under the covers. "Come in."Then she looked up to lock eyes with Zac."Mr. Quinton?""I came to see you these two days, but you were unconscious. How are you feeling now? Are you okay?"Olivia nodded. "Yeah, not bad. Sleep helps the wounds heal."The two knife wounds on her body had almost healed, and only a few small scars were left on her hands and knees. Slowly, the scars would be gone."Why did you go to West Village?"Olivia paused, not expecting Zac to know about it. Then she thought for a moment and asked, "Mr. Quinton, did you save me?"She could not imagine who else it would be."I..."Zac froze and put the fruit on the table. "
She failed to save Uncle Wallace, and she could not abandon Uncle Wallace's body.He was the person who watched her grow up and her last elder and family...Olivia's tears started to flow when she thought about it.She used to think of herself as a princess living in the castle. She lived in luxury and was doted on and spoiled. She never thought she would lose everything one day."Olivia?"Zac nudged her arm.Olivia instantly came to herself and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. With a wry smile, she said, "I'm fine. I'm just sad because Uncle Wallace is dead... I'm really fine."Zac frowned, feeling a little heartbroken for some reason.'Why is she always so stubborn? Why won't she ask me for help?'However, come to think of it, what was their relationship?"Rest well. Don't overthink it. I will help you find Uncle Wallace...""No thanks. You won't find him."Olivia pressed her lips together and looked up, trying to control her tears. "Dorothy won't let me find hi
The caretaker happened to return after buying ravioli. Seeing Zac, she said with a smile, "Sir, are you here to see Ms. Larson?""Shh."Zac quickly stopped her and said, "Don't tell her. Take good care of her. I gotta go."Puzzled, the caretaker nodded. "Okay."Olivia drank the soup, checked the time, and glanced at the caretaker, who had been sitting next to her. She was worried.She had no idea who hired the caretaker. If it was John, would the caretaker give away her whereabouts?She had to find a way to trick her into leaving."Am I the only one you're taking care of?"The girl froze slightly. "Yes, just you, Ms. Larson.""You must be tired of taking care of me these days. I've woken up today. You should go back. Have a good night's rest and come back tomorrow morning."However, the caretaker shook her head and walked up to her with bright eyes staring at her. "Ms. Larson, did I do something wrong?""No... No."Olivia was surprised and thought she had figured out someth