Chapter 546
Even After Death
It was a heart-wrenching sight to behold. How could Megan Tate bring herself to put up a fight with
Olivia?
Megan was aware that Olivia had lost her mother a long time ago, not to mention that Jeff was in a
coma. Her marriage life was unhappy, too.
A kind-hearted person like Megan didnât know how to react to Olivia kneeling before her.
âMs. Fordham, youâre weak, and the floor is cold. You should get up.â Megan was old enough to tell
that Olivia had preterm labor from her flat belly.
Olivia wasnât the only person hurting.
Cyril hopped over with the help of a crutch. âMrs. Gurney, Mona protected Mrs. Miller on her will. It had
nothing to do with Mrs. Miller.
âIt was my fault for not being able to protect Mona. I shall bear the responsibility for it.â
Cyril paid Allen Gurney a visit at the hospital before. Despite having only one encounter, Cyril left
Megan a deep impression.
She could tell that he was a decent man with one look.
âYour legâ¦â
A group of built men came out of the patient room behind Cyril in ones and twos. Some of them had
their hands injured, while others had their legs hurt.
âMrs. Gurney, it was our fault. It had nothing to do with Mr. Cyril. Heâs the saddest person to learn that
Mona is dead.â
It was heartbreaking yet spectacular to see those robust men covered with injuries.
Ethan helped Olivia to catch her balance before striding through the crowd.
The moment he walked through the built men, the atmosphere changed.
He didnât say a word, and yet Megan could sense danger for some reason that she didnât know.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face was icy cold.
âIâm their superior, as well as Monaâs benefactor. Iâve asked someone to make arrangements for her
funeral and compensation.â He was as calm and assertive as Brent.
They were able to remain calm under any circumstances.
It was as though someoneâs life meant a piece of sand to them that would fly away along the wind.
Meganâs anger, which she barely quelled a moment ago, flared up once again.
âMr. Miller, I know that youâre loaded, but money wonât be able to bring my daughter back alive. I donât
want money. I simply want her backâ
A glint of displeasure swept across his eyes. âIs that so? Do you think that it was a wrongful death?
âHad it not been for her luring the lion out of the den, Liv wouldnât have had a premature delivery, nor
would I have lost my children!
âMy men wouldnât have ended up hurting like this! One of them is still lying in the ICU, too! Youâre
demanding an explanation from me regarding your daughterâs death?
âWhat about my children and men? Whoâs going to give them an explanation?â
Megan retreated a step back as she gazed at Ethan incredulously.
âWhat did you say? My daughter is the cause of all of this?â
He had finally let himself loose after having reined himself in for days.
Megan demanded an explanation, but what about his children?
Olivia was one step to deathâs doorstep when she was saved; she almost died. And who was going to
hold responsibility for that?
Someone tugged at the hem of his shirt. Olivia cooed, âDonât speak to Mrs. Gurney like that. She
suddenly lost her daughter.â
âLiv, I would like to sympathize with her, too. But do you expect me not to feel pain after losing my
children?â
Ethan had been looking forward to his childrenâs birth. He even avoided Olivia as he didnât want to
affect her mood.
He anticipated their arrival more than anyone else. Yet, things turned out this way.
Forget about Mona losing her life during the incident. He wouldâve killed her if she was still alive. An
unfamiliar male voice resounded from afar. âMom, why are you causing a ruckus over here?â