Olivia’s life at the manor was simple and peaceful. She was doing some wood carving right now. Mona saw something on her phone, turned it off, and muttered under her breath with an upset expression.
“What are you muttering about?” Olivia asked as she looked at Mona.
Mona looked up and said, “Nothing. You shouldn’t look at your phone for a couple of days. It’s all useless news.”
Chuckling lightly, Olivia asked, “By useless news, do you mean his wedding?”
“You already know?”
“It’s all over the internet. Of course, I’d know about it.”
Mona observed Olivia’s expression closely. “Aren’t you angry? I thought Mr. Miller delayed the wedding last month for your sake.”
“Angry? Why would I be? If I got angry, it would mean I had feelings for him. If I had feelings for him, I’d lose my mind and go crazy. Why would I do that?”
Mona looked at Olivia’s calm demeanor. It seemed like Olivia was telling the truth. “Olivia, why would you marry him if you don’t love him?”
“I loved him once. But it’s in the past.”
Olivia put down her carving knife and picked up the wooden carving she was making. It was a cute kitten.
“How does it look?”
It was as if the wooden carving in her hand was more important to her than Ethan.
Nodding, Mona said, “You did great! You’re almost as skilled as a veteran woodworker.”
Smiling, Olivia said, “You’re too kind. It’s barely presentable. I’m just trying to practice.”
As they were talking, Kelvin, whom Olivia hadn’t seen in a long time, showed up. Olivia’s smile faded
when she saw him.
Kelvin rubbed his nose awkwardly and said, “I … Mr. Miller has some business with you, Mrs. Miller.”
Kelvin thought Olivia would ignore him. Instead, she stood up immediately and said, “What a coincidence. I need to talk to him about something too.”
Olivia needed to know whose baby Jodie was carrying. She could sense that the matter wasn’t as
simple as it seemed. There might be another person plotting against her. Olivia didn’t have the means to look into it. At least, her goals aligned with Ethan’s on this matter.
“Alright, come with me, Mrs. Miller.”
Olivia followed Kelvin to the car, but Ethan wasn’t there. She rested her eyes and didn’t speak a word. The car was eerily quiet.
Even Kelvin, who was usually chatty, didn’t know what to say. He tried to strike up a conversation.
“Mrs. Miller, don’t look at the news. You’re the only woman Mr. Miller has ever loved. He has no choice but to marry Ms. Carlton. As you know, she’s the only Carlton left, other than Mr. Carlton Senior.”
Olivia cut him off impatiently, “It’s his freedom to marry whoever he wants. I don’t care.”
Kelvin looked at Olivia through the rearview mirror. He tried to see if she was even a little discontent, but her expression was indifferent. She wasn’t upset in the slightest.
Olivia felt Kelvin’s gaze. She raised her head to meet his gaze.
“It was over between us the moment he shot me.”
Kelvin opened his mouth, but he didn’t say anything. Ethan had hurt Olivia deeply. He had done her dirty and couldn’t turn back time to fix his mistake. Kelvin could only silently pray for Ethan.
Olivia was utterly shutting Ethan out. There was no longer love in her eyes or any emotion at all.
Later, she was surprised that the car had stopped at the Fordham residence.
“He’s in the Fordham residence?”
“Yes. Let’s go in, Mrs. Miller.”