Chapter 555
Ethan reclined on the leather couch, slightly raising his head.
He looked exhausted. Judging from his shut eyes, he seemed to be asleep.
Olivia spared him a glance, and she didn’t wake him up.
She sat opposite him silently instead, casually taking a programming book.
It was only when a cold wind came through the window that Ethan slowly woke up.
Gazing at the cold scenery, he reckoned that it was going to snow soon.
The light in the room was brightly lit, contradicting the somber sky outside.
There were fresh flowers, which were brought over this morning, placed on the table.
They were trimmed into lovely and graceful arrangements, giving off a faint, fresh scent.
The apartment finally felt like home.
However, no matter how wholesome the interior design was, it couldn’t mend the relationship between Ethan and Olivia.
Previously, only the weather outside would be described as cold; now, their relationship itself had turned cold, too.
Back in the past, she would definitely drape a blanket over him when he fell asleep. Unlike before, she didn’t care about him
now.
She was sitting opposite him, reading a book. Her gaze was warm as tranquility sat upon her brows.
“You’re awake. I heard that you’ve found something.”
There was no courtesy in her straightforward remarks.
Ethan was now a tool to Olivia, and she didn’t even try to hide that fact.
To describe the situation with her words-he was repaying what he owed her.
“Yeah. I’ve asked someone to investigate all the Warlot Streets. There are a total of 52 streets with that name in the whole
country.
“Over 30 of them were either reconstructed, had their names changed, or under the government’s use. It took a long time to look into them. Finally, we’re certain that the place Mrs. Durst mentioned is located in Seaburg City.
“That is the good news. The bad news is that Seaburg City’s geography is a little peculiar. It has been considered a strategic location during wars for a long time.
“It was bombed over 60 years ago, and then it was colonized by a foreign party for over ten years. Warlot Street was changed into many names after that.
“20 years ago, there was a huge reform and development project. Almost the whole city was reformed and reconstructed. That Warlot Street was long gone.”
Ethan took a stack of documents out. “Previously, No. 23 was an orphanage next to an old folks’ home. It was a place catered for homeless children and old people. But that cherry tree was well preserved.”
Olivia took the documents over and read them seriously. It contained the history of Warlot Street from the 70s until today.
It was like a history book. The black and white pictures gradually gained colors, showing the generational development.
Finally, she stopped at a picture. Next to the cherry tree was an old folks’ home and an orphanage.
Even though it was a cold winter, it was clear that it was a huge tree. Apparently, it had lived for many years.
It already snowed in Seaburg City. There were layers of snow on the surrounding buildings in the picture.
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 …
