Chapter 770

Brent took his phone out. “This is what we got from the micro camera.”

Based on the footage, Olivia was reading a book in the yard quletly. Although the camera was the size

of a spider, its recorded footage was of high-resolution quality.

Lifting his hand, Ethan caressed Olivia’s face on the screen. As he had thought, letting her go was a

good decision. She seemed better than before.

“We have updates. Keith asked someone to prepare the medicines for chemotherapy. It seems like

Mrs.

Miller is going to undergo her second round of chemotherapy.”

“Got it.”

Even though Ethan could barely see the lights in the mansion, he was assured at the idea that Olivia

was in there.

However, they shouldn’t alarm the people in the mansion. They could only place the micro camera in

the yard and wait for Olivia to come out.

“We should head back, Mr. Miller. You can’t see Mrs. Miller from here either. Now that we know she’s

still alive, please be rest assured.”

Recalling how strong Olivia’s reaction was against the first round of chemotherapy, Ethan was worried.

He wished he could meet her, but he couldn’t do anything.

“I’ll stay here for a while longer.”

He didn’t leave and stood at the top of the mountain the whole night..

Meanwhile, it was a restless night for Olivia. She had vomited thrice during chemotherapy.

Keith kept requesting to stop the treatment because her body couldn’t take it.

But she knew that only death was waiting for her if she delayed the treatment any longer.

Chemotherapy was the only way for her to recover for now.

She gritted her teeth, stopping him. “Dr. Rogers, I can put up with it. Really. Don’t give up. Give me a

chance.”

He sighed. “Why?”

“I don’t wanna die after jumping through hoops just to escape from him. I wanna live.”

Staying alive was the only way for Olivia to see her children again and bring the mastermind to justice.

Uneasiness plagued her the whole night. The last time she felt this way was because of Ethan.

“Dr. Rogers, are you sure they haven’t noticed that I’m still alive? Ethan, that guy, is skeptical. I’m

worried…

“Don’t worry, Olivia. He hasn’t caught on to anything. He believes it all. If it doesn’t put you at ease, I

can free up some time to check on his next plan.”

“Okay.” The groggy Olivia drifted into sleep. She had a nightmare.

Like a demon, Ethan kept telling her that she couldn’t run away while following her everywhere.

The morning sky was brightening when the final fluid finished. Keith removed the needle for Olivia.

“You’ll be in hellish pain for the following days.”

She weakly said, “I know, Dr. Rogers. As for Ethan, I’ll be counting on you with that.”

“Get some good rest. I’ll update you first thing if there’s anything,” he comforted her.

Irene ran over and hugged him when there were no watching eyes. “Keith, did you miss me?”

“Of course, I did, Iri. It’ll be tough for you these days. Olivia has it rough. Her parents passed away, and

she now lost her lover. I hope you can understand her situation.”

“She’ll be able to get through this.” She pecked him on the cheek. “Alright. Go ahead. I’ll get out of your

hair.”

Keith ruffled her hair before heading out to the Miller residence.

Ethan looked haggard and pale. In addition to his red eyes, his appearance was scaring Keith.

Keith wondered if Ethan had slept.

“Sorry for disturbing you, Mr. Miller. I previously left some medical tools here. Since Olivia is gone,

there won’t be any need for them here, so I’d like to take them home.”

Ethan casually glanced at Keith, whose intention wasn’t as simple as taking the things home. “Sure, Dr.

Rogers.”

Keith kindly reminded him, “We can’t bring the dead back to life. Please take care of your health.”