Chapter 197
Even After Death
Chloe answered without hesitation, âAm I wrong? Iâve heard that youâre still living together. Liv, do you
understand the concept of a divorce?
âYouâre still young, so stop this now. If not, youâll bring trouble to yourself.
âYouâll also cause Ethan and Marina to be mocked. There should only be two people in a healthy
relationship.â
Olivia was no longer able to tell if the pain came from her heart or her stomach. She felt like ants were
gnawing at her, causing her pain all over.
Olivia held in her sadness. She had so much she wanted to say, but instead, she smiled and said, âSo
thatâs how I am in your eyes.â
âMother, donât yell at Olivia. Sheâs still young, so itâs natural for her to make mistakes.
âWe should tolerate each othersâ mistakes since weâre a family. Iâm okay with it.â
At this moment, Marinaâs display of generosity was a sharp contrast to Oliviaâs pettiness.
Chloe said with a righteous tone, âDonât worry, Marina. I gave birth to Liv. I will give you a satisfactory
explanation. I wonât allow her to come between you and Ethan anymore.â
Olivia felt like all her organs were bleeding. She even felt the taste of blood in her mouth.
But she didnât want to show her weakness to these people. So she held it back.
The taste of blood was spreading in her mouth.
She was about to speak when Ethan said coldly,â She wasnât in the wrong. I was the one who wanted
to take care of her.â
âEthan, I know youâre a passionate and loyal person. You donât have to lie for her sake.
âShe has been a liar since she was young. I know her too well. Sheâll do anything to get what she
wants.â
Olivia was clenching her fingers so hard her knuckles were pale. Even the corner of her clothes had
been distorted by her grip.
She didnât want to explain herself anymore. It was true. She did pretend to be sick once when she was
young.
That was because a classmate of hers said that when she was sick, her mother, who was usually busy,
took a day off to stay
home.
She would take care of her gently and make her anything she wanted to eat.
That was why she pretended to be sick. All she wanted was her motherâs attention.
If only her mother would put her palm on her forehead. If only her mother would look at her with
concern. If only her mother would ask her if she was well.
She would have been satisfied for a long time.
But her childish pretense was easily exposed.
She didnât give up. She spent a whole night in a cold bath. She developed a high fever the next day.
She thought that her mother would definitely care for her gently. She wondered if her mother would
bake her a cake.
She even decided on the cake she wanted to have. A teddy bear cream cake.
But when Chloe went to her bed, she looked down at the flushed face.
She said coldly, âWhy are you pretending to be sick again? Why are you so naughty? Send her to
school, Victor.â
âBut Mrs. Fordham, she doesnât look so good. Maybe she is really sick.â
âHow could she be sick? She is such a healthy child. Sheâs definitely pretending.
âYou donât have to send her to school today. Let her walk there herself.â
Chloe left after she said that. She didnât care even when Olivia was calling out to her with her hoarse
voice, telling her that she wasnât pretending.
She walked away as decisively as the day she left for good. She didnât turn back even once.
She wouldâve known that Olivia wasnât pretending if she put her palm on her forehead, but she wasnât
even willing to do such a simple thing.
When she was walking, Olivia fell into the snow. She asked in a whisper when Victor carried her up,
âMr. Victor, do you think my mother loves me?â
Her words were heartwrenching to Victor. So much so that he almost couldnât speak.
âMs. Olivia, there isnât a mother in the world who doesnât love her children.â
Oliviaâs face lit up. âIs that so? I didnât lie to her this time. Can you please tell her that I am really sick
this time?
âI really want to eat the teddy bear cream cake that she makes.â