Although Olivia hated Ethan, she knew he was telling the truth. She needed his help for the children. It wasn’t about her feelings. She just needed a safe place to give birth to her children.
Olivia relocated again. This time, Ethan made sure that no one else knew about it. He wanted to be
The new house was by the sea. Olivia could see the ocean every time she woke up. On the other side, there was a mountain. The scenery was beautiful. It was an excellent place to rest and recover.
But Olivia would no longer see Jeff working in the yard, nor would she have him to teach her woodworking.
Jeff was moved to this house after his condition stabilized. He was surrounded by medical experts all day while he lay silently on the bed. His complexion had improved after a while, and his expression was calm. His eyes were closed like he was asleep.
But Olivia knew that no one could save him this time. He couldn’t go through another brain surgery anytime soon. It would be too risky even with the best doctors in the world.
They had no choice but to maintain his current condition. It was highly likely that he would pass away after a period of time. The chances of him regaining consciousness were minuscule.
Even so, Olivia couldn’t let him go. She would take care of him carefully every day. She hoped that he would still be able to wake up one day.
But whenever she saw the wooden carvings he made, tears would well up in her eyes. There was a room filled with the toys he had carved for her babies. There were tattle toys, a crib, a rocking horse, and many other toys.
Mona was teary-eyed, too. She rubbed her eyes and said, “Mr. Fordham was looking forward to the birth of your babies more than anyone else. He worked very hard every day. Sometimes, he’d work well into midnight. I’d always tell him to rest, that there was always tomorrow.
say that we wouldn’t know what would happen. The only thing he could do was to make more things for you and your babies while he was still able to. I thought he was paranoid, but now I understand that his worries weren’t unfounded.
“It’s a pity. Mr. Fordham is a very nice person. He doesn’t deserve this.”
Olivia was holding a wooden sword in her hand. It was an unfinished piece. Jeff had prepared toys for boys and girls. The sword’s outline was complete. Jeff had carved a dragon on it. The scales were halfway done. He had planned to finish the sword that week
Olivia ran her fingers on the wooden sword and looked at the intricate patterns on it. It was apparent that Jeff poured his heart and soul into these toys. Tears began to stream down Olivia’s cheeks, and they fell onto the hilt of the wooden sword.
growth if you’re in a bad mood.”
As time passed, the babies would slowly develop. They would be able to sense their mother’s emotions. Olivia wanted to wipe her tears, but her damaged hand was still too weak to move.
She set the wooden sword aside and wailed like a helpless child.
Jeff had given her all the love he could since she was a child. Chloe left them when Olivia was still a child. Jeff tried his best to make up for the motherly love that Olivia lost. He also raised her to be a fine young lady.
So, Olivia rarely cried when faced with hardships. She used to be warm and bubbly. How did it become like this?
Her life was a mess. All she could see was darkness when she opened her eyes. Even the air felt heavy like it was suffocating her.
Years of pent-up resentment, sadness, and frustration all erupted at this moment.
“I already lost a child and my mother. I don’t want to lose my father too. Why can’t I at least have
Olivia felt like everyone she cared about had been taken from her. One day, even she would wanish
from the world.