Chapter 142

Looking at the large piece of meat on her plate, Olivia didn’t know what to say.

Tom and Jerry were still growing up. They praised Martha’s cooking as they enjoyed the meal.

Seeing that Olivia wasn’t eating, Jack explained, “We only have limited food on the island. Just put up

with it.”

Tom bit his lip. He didn’t want to, but still, he picked up the meat from his plate. Then, he placed it on

Olivia’s plate.

“Ms. Olivia, you’re too pale. Please eat more.”

Seeing the meat piling on her plate, Olivia felt her heart breaking even more.

When one was lacking love, even a tiny bit of kindness could light up their whole world.

“Sorry, I’m not hungry yet. You guys should continue.”

Olivia left with Connor in her arms. The island in winter looked even lonelier under the moonlight.

Not long after, someone sat down next to her. It was none other than the quiet Jack.

“You won’t find any food if you get hungry later.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m not hungry.”

The man produced a small piece of mousse cake from his pocket. It was a little smushed after the

ordeal.

“If you’re not used to food in the mountains, this should suit your tastes.”

Olivia didn’t decline it. The sweet and sour taste of strawberries spread in her mouth.

“Are you guys always so nice to hostages?” she asked in a low voice.

“Not hostages. Guests.”

Jack placed his palms on the ground, looking at the moon as he mumbled, “I know you look down on

us.

“To rich young ladies like you, we may be dirty and lowly ants. But even so, we’re trying to survive with

all our might.”

“I don’t look down on you, Jack. Let’s talk more later.”

The man looked at her. “Okay.”

Olivia picked up the yawning child, then stood up. “I’ll put him to bed first.”

As soon as Olivia entered the house, Tom came in with some hot water. “Ms. Olivia, Mom said that city

people like you are very particular about cleanliness.

“So, she heated some water for you.”

Olivia smiled gently. “Thank you.”

“No need for thanks. We don’t have good food here, but we do have pipes.”

Tom secretly took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket. “I stole it back then. It’s super yummy.

“You didn’t eat dinner, so you must be hungry. Come, eat it. Don’t tell Jerry about it, though.”

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Tom hastily stuffed the chocolate into Olivia’s pocket. The footsteps

belonged to Jerry, who had brought some thick blankets.

“It’s cold at night, so Mom asked me to add another blanket to your bed. I’ll lay it out for you.”

Noticing Olivia’s silence, Jerry hastily explained, “It’s made from cotton we picked in the wild. Mom

sewed it herself.

“It’s already washed clean, and it’s very warm. It’s not dirty at all.”

“Yes, I know. I’m just very grateful.”

Olivia patiently put Connor to sleep.

Connor was separated from his parents, but he was surprisingly well–behaved around her. He never

cried or made a fuss so far. Soon, he fell asleep.

Olivia carried a small flashlight with her as she walked out of the room. Jack was still waiting at the

same spot.

He wasn’t wearing much, but he didn’t seem cold.

Olivia turned off the flashlight, then sat down next to him. She wrapped the puffer jacket tightly around

her.

“After spending a day here, I think I quite like your island. It’s small, but everyone here leads a simple

life. You’re not bad. people at all.”

Half of Jack’s face was hidden under the mask. A self–mocking smile appeared on his face. “Are we

not bad people? We kidnapped a child and even asked for ransom.”

Olivia’s gaze was firm. “I changed my mind.”