Chapter 541
Even After Death
Oliviaâs walls of rationality crumbled. Her babies were her last straw.
A pang of despair twinged her as much as she had looked forward to their birth.
Tears and blood dripped onto the floor.
Kneeling on the bed, she clawed at her hair. âEthan, you shouldnât have saved me. Itâs too painful to
stay alive!â
She couldnât figure out the meaning of her living.
Her existence itself was a bad omen; she would only bring misfortune to the people around her.
Ethan hugged Olivia again. âDo you know why I saved you? Fine, Iâll tell you why now.â
He crouched to slip socks and shoes to her feet before carrying her.
âWhere are you bringing me to?â
âYouâll find out soon.â
He carried her to one of the patient rooms that consisted of three compartments.
The patients in the room were bandaged. Some of them were wearing casts, too!
Cyril, whose leg was shot, was hopping in their direction while supporting himself with a crutch. It
seemed like he wanted to head to the restroom.
He greeted the couple politely upon noticing them at the door, âMr. Miller, Mrs. Miller.â
âYour legâ¦â Oliviaâs voice was hoarse.
He let out a bitter smile. âIâm fine.â
At least he was alive; some of them couldnât make it.
âRest up.â Ethan carried Olivia to another patient room to visit everyone. Their last stop was the ICU.
She could see Owen through the glass. There were a lot of tubes inserted in him.
âItâs been three days, but his life is still in critical condition. He might not be able to survive tonight.
âEven if he regains consciousness, it will take him a lot of time to recover. He wonât be able to recover
to how he was before.â
Ethan sighed in her ear. âLiv, do you know why I saved you? 28 is the total number of casualties from
this mission of protecting you.
âEight of them are severely injured, 19 are lightly injured, and thereâs one death.â
As soon as the final remark hit her, Olivia bit her lip to fight back her tears. âWhere is she?â
âAt the mortuary. The first two bullets werenât fatal. She couldâve survived, but the last shot was a
headshot.â
The scene of Mona saving her conjured in her head.
It was as though Olivia could still see the smile on Monaâs face. It was as warm as the blood splattered
across Oliviaâs face.
âCalm down, Liv. There are a lot of things we have to do. You canât die.
âYou have to live. Only then youâll be able to catch the mastermind.â He held her shoulders with red
eyes.
The last three days were an agony, and he had experienced the pain of losing his children in the
meantime.
âI wonât let them off the hook that easily. You must stay alive to watch how I seek revenge, making them
pay the price with their lives.â
Oliviaâs mind was a mess. Her head was buzzing as she couldnât hear anything.
Ultimately, she slowly said, âCould you bring me to her?â
âYouâre not in the state to go there, Liv. Donât forget the fact that you barely survived death not long
ago.â
Hanging her head low, she grabbed his collar like a convict.
âPlease Take me to herâ¦â Her voice was so soft.
Her tears fell onto the cold floor, spattering into tiny droplets.
Her nose was clogged as she said, â1-I just wanna see her for the last time. Just one last timeâ¦â
It pained him to watch her in such a sorrowful state, giving him no reason to reject her request. He
replied hoarsely, âOkay.â