Chapter 900
Even After Death
ndscape.
Very few people were out on a cold winter night. Because of New Yearâs Day, colorful lights were
everywhere. The whole world looked quiet and gentle.
It was painstakingly quiet in the car. Ethan wanted to say something, but he didnât know how to start.
Meanwhile, Olivia watched the scenery outside the window, deep in thought.
They were about to round a corner. Ethan slowed down ahead of time.
Just then, a vehicle from another lane hurtled toward them. Aimed at Ethanâs car, it sped toward them
with abandon.
Startled by the sudden turn of events, Ethan hastily turned the steering wheel, moving the car onto the
pedestrian lane at the side to avoid the vehicle.
Ethan had already reacted quickly, but when the vehicle sped toward them, it still grazed the side of the
driverâs seat
The vehicle was a middle-sized truck. With fearsome power, it rammed into their car diagonally,
shoving the car even further.
The closed glass doors of a shop were right in front of them. The car had gone out of control.
Everything happened too fast. When Olivia registered what was happening, she heard Ethanâs shout.
âLiv, watch out!â
Oliviaâs vision turned black.
Right after that, she heard a loud noise caused by a collision. The noise almost shattered her
eardrums.
She squeezed her eyes shut and heard the sound of glass breaking.
Ethan had thrown himself at her before she realized it. She only felt a firm muscular wall shielding her
from harm.
The glass on the windscreen and the door were completely shattered. She felt some of the shards
cutting her hand.
It hurt
But she couldnât be bothered about that. Because of the intense movement, the airbags puffed out,
enveloping her firmly.
A moment later, there was no movement in the car. She felt warm liquid dripping on her cheek.
Olivia opened her eyes, meeting the gaze of the man right in front of her.
His forehead was injured. Blood ran along his chin, dripping onto Oliviaâs cheek in the end.
It was blood. Olivia widened her eyes in fear.
Once again, the image of Mona dying flashed across her mind. She looked at Ethanâs face.
His forehead was injured, and the blood was coming from his forehead.
Oliviaâs eyes widened. The injury on Ethanâs face wasnât the worst.
Many glass shards were embedded in his back, and he looked like a gruesome hedgehog
He had used his body to shield her from the glass shards.
âEthan, how are you feeling?â
There were gunshots outside, but Olivia couldnât register those sounds anymore. Her whole focus was
on Ethanâs bloody body.
Her body was secured in place, so she couldnât move.
She could only watch as Ethanâs blood dripped onto her face, trailing down her chin and then slowly
tracing the line of her neck.
âI-Iâm fine.â
He forced a weak smile at her. Then, he reached out and slowly caressed Oliviaâs face
The back of his well-defined hand was also covered in glass shards. But he didnât seem to notice them
as he wiped away the blood on her face.
âI-If I died, would you shed a tear for me?â
Oliviaâs whole body was frozen.
Even at that moment, she couldnât believe that the man covered in injuries was the Ethan she knew.
To her he had always been something akin to a deity. How did he turn out like this?
Her lips quivered subconsciously. She wanted to do something, but she was powerless.
It was just like that time with Mona.
They had used their bodies as a shield to protect her, yet she could only watch as the scenes unfolded
before her.
Tears streamed down her face. âNo. You wonât die.â