Chapter 153
Even After Death
A naked and strong body came into view. Jackâs skin was a little darker than Ethanâs, and it was
genuinely tanned.
His shoulders were broad, and his waist was slim. The muscles on his chest were wellâdefined. Like
Ethan, there were some scars on his body as well.
The water droplets rolled down his wellâdefined abs. The man was full of masculine charm.
He held a cage in his arms. Behind him, the sun shone on the sea below, creating glowing ripples of
light.
Even though she couldnât see his face, she could sense the joy coming from his thin face.
âItâs a huge harvest.â
Jack stepped onto shore with his bare feet. The seawater streamed down the legs of his combat pants.
With his movements, his muscles were displayed clearly.
Olivia couldnât help but look away. âIâll light a fire to roast the fish with.â
âOkay, then Iâll gut the fish. Weâre in luck. We caught some crabs too.â
Olivia gathered some sticks and dried wood. She hastily brought the firewood back, but her stomach
flipped.
âWhat happened?â The man, who was gutting the fish, dashed over to her. Crouching on the ground,
he looked anxiously at
Olivia.
Olivia didnât throw anything up. She caressed her stomach, her face pale. âItâs nothing. I just feel a little
uncomfortable. It happens a lot.â
âIs it very painful?â
A drop of water fell on her face. Looking up, Olivia met the manâs eyes underneath his mask. Drops of
water kept sliding off the ends of the manâs hair.
It was only then that she realized she was almost completely in the arms of the halfâcrouching man.
The manâs heat mingled with the moisture in the air as it crept onto her body. The suggestive
atmosphere slowly rose between them.
They werenât touching each other. But Olivia still felt uncomfortable about the close distance.
Jack seemed to notice this as well. He backed away in haste. It was only then that Olivia said, âIt
doesnât hurt. I just feel like vomiting a little.â
When Martha heard that Olivia wasnât feeling well, she came over to see her.
She asked in the local dialect, âWhat doesnât feel right? Maybe youâve gotten sick.â
Olivia shook her head. She knew that it was a recurring problem. She just happened to have run out of
gastric medication and painkillers.
âIâll make something light for you to eat. Jack, go and buy medicine from one of the islands around us.
âIâll go with you, Jackâ Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Tom followed as well.
Jack left in a hurry with the talkative Tom
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Taking Oliviaâs hand, Martha said, âDonât worry. The islands nearby donât have a lot of resources, but
we can still buy gastric medication from them.â
Olivia looked at the sky. The weather was great, and even the sea breeze was gentle. But for some
reason, Olivia felt anxious as if something big was about to happen.
The cherry trees on the slope had already budded, and the flowers would bloom in a few days.
According to Jerry, she should wait until the sea breeze comes. The entire island would be surrounded
by beautiful cherry blossoms then.
On moonlit nights, the islanders would hang a small lamp under the cherry trees as they admired the
moon. The scenery was beautiful to the extreme.
Olivia, who used to have wonderful fantasies, was no longer in the mood to wait for the flowers to
bloom.
Jack had already arrived at an island nearby. He noticed that the atmosphere on the island was
different from before. There were some helicopters on the island.
The islands in the region were extremely poor, and they rarely received any tourists. How could there
be helicopters, then?
Tom had always been a sociable person. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, then
stopped a random passerby.
He asked, âSir, whatâs going on? Is some millionaire here on