Chapter 545
Even After Death
Olivia had no choice but to accept reality. It had happened, and regretting it would do nothing.
A lot of sacrifices were made in exchange for her life. From now onward, she wouldnât be living only for
herself.
âYou donât have to worry about me doing foolish things. Go home, get a shower, and have a good rest.
Donât worry, I wonât run away anymore.â
Ethan was surprised to hear her say that. It was as if she had become a completely different person
after waking up.
Previously, she was a white magnolia; she always stood with her back straight with sophisticated
grace, but she was harmless.
Now, she was a rose that came with thorns. Cold yet enticing, she could give anyone who came close
to her pricks all over their body.
âLiv, Iâm not tiredâ¦â Ethan wasnât sure about her current condition, so he wanted to stay by her side.
He would decide after that.
Olivia didnât say anything more about it. She cast her gaze at the closed door. âI heard someone crying.
Who was it?â
âMonaâs parents. They demanded an explanation. Considering that Mona died for you, I told them
about it. But they took advantage of it and kept causing a racket at the hospital.â
She shook her head, disapproving of his statement. âYou will never know how it feels to be a mother.
âWeâre willing to do anything for our children. This is not taking advantage.â
She lifted her blanket. She hadnât fully recovered, so she didnât have much strength in her.
Turning her head, she looked at him. âCould you help me out of the room? I want to check on them.â
âOkay.â
The moment the door was opened, a womanâs agonizing cry hit their ears at a louder volume.
Raising her gaze, Olivia looked far away to see a middle-aged woman dressed in plain clothes.
The latterâs hair was messy, and her eyes were red, expressing deep sorrow. She was grabbing Brentâs
collar while crying.
There were a few red lines of scratches on his neck, bleeding.
Instead of dodging, he said calmly, âMadam, calm down. Whatâs done is done.â
âCalm down? How am I supposed to calm down? I entrusted my fine daughter to you, but why is she
dead?â
A man was nearby, staring at the wall with despair. Nothing around him bothered him.
It seemed like they were Monaâs parents.
Olivia was resting most of her weight on Ethan. With a throaty voice, she chimed in, âMadam, Mona
died for me. If you want to blame anyone, blame it on me.â
The woman turned to look at Olivia as her red eyes widened. âA-Are you Ms. Fordham?â
The woman heard a lot about Olivia from Mona. According to Mona, Olivia was a pretty, gentle, and
agreeable superior.
However, Olivia had a hurtful past and didnât have a lot of close acquaintances. Thus, Mona intended to
take good care of Olivia so that she could deliver her babies safely.
Olivia was said to be six months pregnant. That woman gazed at Oliviaâs flat belly, which wasnât a sign
of a six-month pregnancy at all,
She was gorgeous, but she seemed haggard. Her lips were parched, and her cheeks were skinny.
She didnât look like a pregnant woman at all.
Anyone could see that Olivia was weak. A wind was all it took to blow her away.
As a mother herself, the woman stopped throwing a tantrum.
She watched Olivia approach her step by step. Those steps were difficult yet firm.
Slowly Olivia dragged herself before kneeling in front of the woman.
âMadam, Iâm the cause of your daughterâs death. If you want to kill or punch anyone, you can come at
me.â