Ethan tried to picture himself asking Olivia to bear his child again. He could see her with her arms
She would say with an icy smile, “A baby? Sure, as soon as you or your sister is dead.”
Most of their conversations lately had become like that.
“Why aren’t you dead yet?”
“Why are you here if you’re still alive?”
“The weather is nice today. Why don’t you die? Is it because you haven’t found a suitable burial spot?”
“Ethan, I saw a nice spot today. You should be buried there.”
“If you don’t want to die alone, why don’t we do it together? Would you feel better about dying then?”
Ethan could only see mocking smiles on her face. The love she once had was gone entirely.
Even so, he was content. At least he could still see her every day.
After Ethan had finished helping with Jeff’s rehabilitation, he went to Olivia’s room again.
He saw her putting her hand on her stomach when he walked in.
She was talking inaudibly and had a gentle smile on her face.
Her expression soon became cold when she noticed him. Even her voice became shrill. “Didn’t you learn how to knock?”
She was like a hedgehog curled up in defense and always on guard against him.
Ethan exited the room and knocked on the door. He smiled bitterly and felt like a stranger in his own home. But he had no choice. He and his sister owed Olivia too much.
He said patiently, “May I come in?”
Olivia’s annoyed voice came from inside the room, “You may not. Go away.”
Ethan entered the room anyway. Olivia raised her eyebrow and said, “You’re shameless.”
Ethan ignored the evil eye she was giving him and approached her. “Liv, I just want to see you more.’
“Stop looking at me. You make me want to throw up.” Olivia gave her morning sickness an excuse.
Ethan sighed and said, “Even so, I want to be with you a little longer.”
“Don’t blame me if I vomit on you.”
She wasn’t trying to scare him but rather stating a fact. She couldn’t control herself when she started
Ethan ignored her words and got closer with a tablet.
“Liv, these are the newest designs for the coming season. See if there’s anything you like.”
Ethan could’ve just bought everything and given it to her, but he wanted to bridge the distance between them this way.
He was too busy to go shopping with her in the past, and she would be considerate and lie in his embrace with a tablet. She would ask him to pick something out for her.
Back then, she was docile and always put him first. She would never do anything that would put him on the spot.
Ethan thought Olivia would make fun of her, but she actually turned and looked.
“This one, then.”
Ethan said happily, “I’ll place an order now.”
Then Olivia added, “Marina would look good in that on your wedding day. Oh, wait. I forgot her legs were crippled.
She probably couldn’t stand during the wedding and would only sit in her wheelchair.”
Ethan was at a loss for words.
It was like Olivia’s new favorite pastime to find ways to annoy Ethan. He restricted her freedom so she would try and make his life difficult.
“I think you should check out what wheelchair suits her better and not the skirt.
“You can make additional preparations if her recovery doesn’t go as planned. You should prepare a stretcher, too.”
Ethan didn’t know what to say.
“Remember to get some journalists to talk about how deeply in love you are. That you stuck with your seriously injured fiancée and got married even though she had to be on a stretcher.”
“Does talking like this really give you joy, Liv?”
Olivia smiled and said, “Why wouldn’t I be? You built your happiness on my pain back then. Now I realize how good that feels.”