Chapter 734

Sharon wanted to try to talk Olivia out of it.

Olivia waved her hand and said, “I want to rest. Don’t let him come in. I don’t want to see him.”

“… Alright.”

Sharon tucked Olivia in and left the room. Ethan was carrying Connor in his arms outside. Connor was

still crying and looked very pitiful.

“Dad, I want to see Mom,” Connor said as he tugged on Ethan’s collar.

Connor was almost three years old. He was able to express himself clearly.

He hadn’t seen his mother in a long time. He couldn’t understand why his mother, who used to hug him

all

the time, suddenly became so aggressive.

He just wanted to be hugged.

Ethan was carrying him with one hand. He felt bad for Connor, too.

“Your mother is sick, so she can’t hug you yet.”

Connor rolled his eyes around and asked, “She’s sick? Like this?”

He imitated the way he coughed when he had a cold.

Ethan tapped him on the nose lightly and said, “Mom is very ill.”

“Take meds, get injection.”

“Okay. We’ll get Mom some meds. She’ll get better.”

Ethan sighed quietly. “I’ll take you home.”

When they walked past the garden, Connor thought about something. He pointed at the flowers in the

garden and pointed at his head.

“Wreath, Dad. Make Mom a wreath.”

Ethan felt another pang in his heart. He didn’t expect Connor to remember something that happened

over a year ago.

Back then, they went for a picnic as a family. They collected a lot of flowers and made a wreath for Olivia.

Even though he was still very young, he remembered how happy Olivia was when she put on the wreath.

Every time Ethan thought about the past, he would feel as if he had been stabbed in the chest.

“Pick flowers.”

Connor didn’t think too hard about it. He ran into the garden to pick out pretty flowers and handed them

to Ethan.

“You want to make a wreath for Mom?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s do it.”

As they were picking flowers in the garden, a loud, feminine voice exclaimed, “Flower thieves! Are you

really that broke? Why would you need to steal flowers to visit a patient?”

Connor didn’t know what was going on. It was the first time Ethan was accused of being a thief.

He immediately carried Connor in his arms and ran without looking back.

The head nurse yelled from behind, “You can’t judge a book by its cover, indeed. Such a tall and well-

dressed man is actually a thief.”

Olivia was lying in bed. The image of Ethan patting Erina’s head kept appearing in her head.

Whenever she even thought Ethan might be telling the truth, the image would pop up and steel her

resolve.

Did Ethan think she was a fool? He told her so many lies. Did he think she was an idiot?

The head nurse came into the room to take some blood samples from Olivia for testing.

“How are you feeling today, Ms. Fordham?”

“I’m feeling better but still weak.”

“Don’t worry about that. You’re recovering faster compared to other patients. The first two weeks will be

hard, but it will get better. Then, the next round of chemotherapy begins …”

“Next round?” Olivia frowned.

The head nurse noticed her distress and changed the subject.

“Anyway, just let things run their course. Ms. Fordham, don’t worry too much.

“Funny story. I saw a father and his son stealing flowers from the hospital’s garden. That’s absurd. Who

“There truly are all sorts of people in this world. That father is also setting a bad example for his son. The

kid’s future is bleak.”