Chapter 142
Looking at the large piece of meat on her plate, Olivia didn’t know what to say.
Tom and Jerry were still growing up. They praised Martha’s cooking as they enjoyed the meal.
Seeing that Olivia wasn’t eating, Jack explained, “We only have limited food on the island. Just put up with it.”
Tom bit his l*p. He didn’t want to, but still, he picked up the meat from his plate. Then, he placed it on Olivia’s plate.
“Ms. Olivia, you’re too pale. Please eat more.”
Seeing the meat piling on her plate, Olivia felt her heart breaking even more.
When one was lacking love, even a tiny bit of kindness could light up their whole world.
“Sorry, I’m not hungry yet. You guys should continue.”
Olivia left with Connor in her arms. The island in winter looked even lonelier under the moonlight.
Not long after, someone sat down next to her. It was none other than the quiet Jack.
“You won’t find any food if you get hungry later.”
“Yeah, I know. I’m not hungry.”
The man produced a small piece of mousse cake from his pocket. It was a little smushed after the ordeal.
“If you’re not used to food in the mountains, this should suit your tastes.”
Olivia didn’t decline it. The sweet and sour taste of strawberries spread in her mouth.
“Are you guys always so nice to hostages?” she asked in a low voice.
“Not hostages. Guests.”
Jack placed his palms on the ground, looking at the moon as he mumbled, “I know you look down on us.
“To rich young ladies like you, we may be dirty and lowly ants. But even so, we’re trying to survive with all our might.”
“I don’t look down on you, Jack. Let’s talk more later.”
The man looked at her. “Okay.”
Olivia picked up the yawning child, then stood up. “I’ll put him to bed first.”
As soon as Olivia entered the house, Tom came in with some hot water. “Ms. Olivia, Mom said that city people like you are very particular about cleanliness.
“So, she heated some water for you.”
Olivia smiled gently. “Thank you.”
“No need for thanks. We don’t have good food here, but we do have pipes.”
Tom secretly took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket. “I stole it back then. It’s super yummy.
“You didn’t eat dinner, so you must be hungry. Come, eat it. Don’t tell Jerry about it, though.”
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Tom hastily stuffed the chocolate into Olivia’s pocket. The footsteps belonged to Jerry, who had brought some thick blankets.
“It’s cold at night, so Mom asked me to add another blanket to your bed. I’ll lay it out for you.”
Noticing Olivia’s silence, Jerry hastily explained, “It’s made from cotton we picked in the wild. Mom sewed it herself.
“It’s already washed clean, and it’s very warm. It’s not dirty at all.”
“Yes, I know. I’m just very grateful.”
Olivia patiently put Connor to sleep.
Connor was separated from his parents, but he was surprisingly well–behaved around her. He never cried or made a fuss so far. Soon, he fell asleep.
Olivia carried a small flashlight with her as she walked out of the room. Jack was still waiting at the same spot.
He wasn’t wearing much, but he didn’t seem cold.
Olivia turned off the flashlight, then sat down next to him. She wrapped the puffer jacket tightly around her.
“After spending a day here, I think I quite like your island. It’s small, but everyone here leads a simple life. You’re not bad. people at all.”
Half of Jack’s face was hidden under the mask. A self–mocking smile appeared on his face. “Are we not bad people? We kidnapped a child and even asked for ransom.”
Olivia’s gaze was firm. “I changed my mind.”
It seems Ethan only ever married Olivia to take revenge for what happened to his little sister. While Olivia is plagued by her sickness, he holds her chin and says coldly, “This is what your family owes me.” Now, she has no family and no future.
Her father becomes comatose after a car accident, leaving her with nothing to live for. Thus, she hurls herself from a building. “The life my family owes will now be repaid.” At this, Ethan, who’s usually calm, panics while begging for Olivia to come back as if he’s in a state of frenzy …
