Chapter 271

Chapter 271 Olive enters Elvis’ room

Olive truly considers the old lady as her grandma, unlike Crystal, who came to please the old lady for Elvis.

Seeing that the old woman couldn’t eat, cough and vomit, Crystal was only disappointed, not sad. Betty knew that if Olive was still alive, she would definitely be heartbroken to see her like this. The young lady has been gone for three months, but she still lives in everyone’s hearts. Mrs Samantha’s old eyes filled with tears. She sniffled and said. “It’s so unfair to Olive. She is too young, her life has just begun… Most importantly, she died to save Elvis, but Elvis has completely forgotten about her. Elvis has Crystal by his side, maybe there will be other girls in the future..

Mrs Samantha cried as she clutched her hand, her heart pounding. She continued, “Even so, I still can’t bring up Olive in front of Elvis… Betty, do you know how much my heart hurts?… I really feel heartbroken. So sad…”

Betty Harris reached out and hugged the emaciated old woman, “I know, I know it all. Old lady, don’t be so sad. Your body won’t take it anymore…”

Mrs Samantha’s old face was filled with tears. She felt she had killed Olive. Whenever she thinks of Olive, she feels like she can’t breathe.

Betty hugged Mrs Samantha tightly. Her eyes were red. The whole room was filled with sadness. At this moment, a clear, soft voice suddenly sounded in their ears, “Is there anyone?”

Mrs Samantha, who was still sobbing, froze when she heard the voice.

Mrs. Betty was also stunned. This voice was too familiar to them. Was it… an illusion?

At this time, the sound of light footsteps came from outside, and the clear voice came very clearly:

“Excuse me, is there anyone?”

A small slender hand reached out, gently pushed open the door of the room that hadn’t been closed.

Someone entered.

Mrs Samantha and Mrs. Betty looked up at the same time towards the door, Olive Hart’s beautiful slim figure caught their eye.

Olive was here!

The door to the villa wasn’t locked so she went in by herself. Hearing the crying upstairs, she ran to find it.

Betty suddenly got up from the bed, looked at the girl at the door in surprise, “Young lady… Young lady!”

Mrs Samantha’s wet pupils suddenly shrank, “Olive… Hart, is it really… really… you?”

As soon as Olive saw the old woman and Mrs. Belly, her eyes turned red. She stepped forward. quickly and came to the side of the old woman, her eyes sparkling, crystal clear.

“Grandma, why… are you so thin?” she asked.

Olive clasped both of the old woman’s hands, “Grandma, you look so bad. You must haven’t been able to eat well during this time.”

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The old lady hastily grasped Olive’s small hands. Her hands weren’t cold. On the contrary, they were soft and warm. She stammered: “Olive… am I dreaming? Are you really… coming back?”

“You’re not dreaming. I’m not a ghost. I’m a living person.” Olive pulled the old lady’s hand and placed it on her small face.

“Look, Mrs. Samantha, my body is warm. I’m… back!” She said.

“Oh my G od!”

Mrs. Betty let out a cry, and hurriedly ran over to give Olive a hug. Mrs. Betty’s tears fell, she sobbed, “Young lady, it’s really you. Let me take a closer look. Oh, my lady is really getting more and more beautiful. I didn’t even dare realize you when you were standing there just now.”

“Betty, you’re still as sweet as before,” Olive wiped her tears, then looked at the old lady, her red lips curled, her soft voice emitting a trembling so b, “Grandma, it’s really me.”

Mrs Samantha touched her thigh with emotion. She still can’t believe it. She cried like a silly child:

“Olive, that’s really Olive. Hurry up! Tell Grandma, how did you survive? It must be very difficult for you.

Are you okay now? Do you have any wounds on your body?”

Mrs Samantha examined Olive’s body carefully,

“Grandma,” Olive reached out her small hand, gently hugged the old lady, patted the old woman’s back with her small hand, and said softly, “Grandma, you don’t need to feel guilty or blame yourself. All are my own choices. I love Elvis, I am willing to die for love and live for love.”

“The key is that I have returned now, have been treated for three months in turn, and all the toxins on my body are gone. You see, I am much better than before, like going through a great tribulation and being reborn from the ashes.”

“Grandma, I hope I’ll be fine, Elvis too, you too. We’ll all be fine.”

Mrs. Samanta’s eyes filled with tears, she reached out and hugged Olive, nodded vigorously, “Yes, Olive, we will definitely be fine.”

Mrs. Betty gently wiped her tears. She knew that as long as the lady returned, the old lady would get well. The lady always has many methods, only she can save the old lady.

When the three of them calmed down, Olive took her grandmother’s pulse. It turned out that the old woman was m entally ill and was so worried that she was sick.

She said, “Grandma, I’m going to give you an injection tonight. Stop taking the nutrient solution.

Tomorrow I’ll make you a nutritious meal, and let you try a little food first. This disease is nothing difficult to cure, but you need to slowly recover. I will stay here to take care of you for the time being.”

Mrs. Betty happily asked Olive, “Miss, will the old lady really get better?”

“Hmm, within half a month, I’ll give you back a swift granny!” Olive pursed her red lips and smiled.

“Great!”

Mrs. Betty was very happy that the old lady finally made it through the dark clouds and saw the light

of the sun.

“Olive, come o

small hand.

over. I want to ask you, what do you think of Elvis right now?” The old lady took Olive’s

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Olive thought for a moment and asked, “Grandma, how is Mr. Augustine now?”

The old woman nodded: “He’s fine now. He doesn’t lose control anymore, he doesn’t lose sleep anymore, either. He’s like a normal person.”

Olive’s clear eyes were filled with gentle light. She said softly, “It’s good. Mr. Augustine and I were divorced, and he has forgotten about me. I hope things will go naturally in the future. What I want to do most now is get hack the second treasure box left by my mom.”

“Grandma, Mr. Augustine and I have nothing to do with each other. When he recovers, I’ll try to do better. We’ll be fine.”

Mrs Samantha nodded. “Okay, Olive, I respect your choice. It’s too late, don’t come back tonight. Let Betty take you to rest.”

Mrs Samantha looked at Betty and said, “Betty, take Olive to the next room.”

The next room?

The corner of Betty’s eyes twitched. That’s… the young master’s room!

Mrs. Betty saw the old lady seriously talking to the young lady, but unexpectedly then lured her into the young master’s room… The old lady really came back!