Chapter 547
Olivia looked in that direction to see a tall young man limping over. He resembled Mona.
Despite the same features they shared, Mona was a bright woman, while he seemed cold and glum.
Noticing her gaze, he nodded at her. “I’m sorry about my mother’s ruckus, Ms. Fordham. She didn’t know the score.”
Brent had told him everything, so he knew the whole story.
He kept Megan in the dark because he didn’t want to upset her. He didn’t expect her to come all the way here.
He seemed tired as the corner of his eyes were red. His legs had yet to recover, hence the limp.
Before Olivia pulled herself back from her musing, the young man abruptly bowed before her.
He hung his head low, repenting like a sinner. “I know the whole story. It’s all my fault. I held Mona back and hurt you indirectly. This wouldn’t have happened if I dodged it.”
Olivia said and motioned Brent to help him up.
“Your leg is in bad shape. Don’t hurt yourself. The opponent had everything planned. Even if it wasn’t you, they would’ve laid a finger on your parents. Don’t blame yourself. It is me who owes Mona.”
Allen stared at her flat belly. Although he wasn’t a woman, he knew how much a pair of twins meant to a mother.
It wasn’t something that an apology could make up for.
Olivia looked at Megan again. “Mrs. Gurney, I’m terribly sorry about what happened to Mona. I am saddened by her departure, too. I understand how you feel, but what’s done cannot be undone.
“The remaining people should move on with their lives so as to not let her down.
“Even if you cause a ruckus, she won’t be able to come back. We shouldn’t do things that make the opponent happy, should we?”
Megan cried, and Olivia reached out to wipe the tears off for her.
“I owe Mona my life. I will look after you guys in her stead. If you don’t mind, would you accept me as your god-daughter?”
Megan waved her hand. “No, no. To what do we owe the honor of being your family? We-”
“Please accept me, Mrs. Gurney. Mona sacrificed herself to protect me, so it is reasonable for me to look after her family. That way, she would be able to rest in peace up there.”
Megan accepted it in the end. After comforting Megan, Olivia returned to her room due to her weak b*dy.
Ethan watched Olivia eat in bed. She clearly seemed weaker than ever, but there was a hint of determination coming from her.
Noticing his gaze, she looked at him with clear eyes. Her voice was calm. “Go home and get some rest. I’ll focus on my recovery in the hospital.”
He had expected her to throw a tantrum, not stay as calm as she was right now. “Liv, aren’t you sad?”
“I am. It’s just that I’ve figured it out, and there’s no point in being sad. It changes nothing.
“So, why should I waste time dwelling on sadness? Ethan, I told you I’m not going to commit suicide again.”
She suddenly reached out to smoothen the crease on his shirt. Despite the gentleness sitting upon her brows, her voice was menacing. “Besides, I want you to live. Recover and be my strongest weapon.”
She flashed a menacing smile at him. “Ethan Miller, you owe me this.”
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 …
