Chapter 773
Seven days after the chemotherapy, Olivia could get out of the bed.
However, she became bald due to the treatment this time.
She looked at her sharp jaw and her bald head.
Irene, who helped her out of bed, comforted her, “It’s alright, Olivia. Your hair will grow again once you.
stop taking the medicines.”
Olivia was unbothered and smiled.
“What’s the use of a beautiful face when it comes to matters of life and death? I’m already grateful at the
fact that I’m still alive.”
“I’m glad to hear that, Olivia. Frankly speaking, you should not be bothered at all. Even if you’re bald, you’re
prettier than most people.
“Just one look at you makes me understand how a person can make others fall in love at first sight. If I
had your looks, I would’ve been smiling in my dreams.”
“Irene, take me outside. I would like to get some fresh air.”
“Sure.”
There wasn’t as much snow in this city as Aldenvine. The temperature here was perfect. It wasn’t easy to
catch a cold.
It was a suitable place for Olivia’s recovery.
Now that she knew Ethan had left, she was relaxed.
She knew that there was no point in rushing things. As long as she underwent treatment, she would be
able to recover.
The sun wasn’t that strong today. The light breeze caressed her cheeks, fanning flower petals onto her
face.
It reminded her of a lot of things, like the meek Snowball. Olivia lost it forever.
If it wasn’t because of them, Snowball could’ve been able to live for a few more years.
And there was Mona, too. It had been a long time, but Olivia still remembered Mona’s cheerful expression.
The past conjured in her head one by one like pages. Olivia would think of them whenever she was
Her suffering was nothing compared to theirs. No matter how much it hurt, she had to slog through it.
On the other hand, Ethan waited for seven days to see Olivia through the camera.
She was a lot different from before. She was skinny and bald. Her complexion was too pale.
His heart wrenched as he could feel how much pain she was in despite only watching through the screen.
Even the bright Kelvin almost cried after watching Olivia in such a state.
“I feel so sad for Mrs. Miller. I heard that chemotherapy will only get stronger as the treatment goes on.
“The drug will seep into the bones, and even the bones will start to hurt.”
Brent glared at the insensible Kelvin for bringing that up. He should know that Ethan was having it rough
right now.
“Mr. Miller, she’ll be able to get through it. As long as she’s alive, there’s hope, right?”
Ethan didn’t say anything. He rued his decision for driving her to the edge, consigning her to agony.
He turned around and said in a low voice, “Continue recording. Don’t let her find out about it.”
Brent could hear Ethan’s voice shaking. “Okay, Mr. Miller.”
Ethan quietly left Leia’s residence. Even if she was crippled, he told the b*dyguards to make sure that
security was tight, rendering the possibility of escape nil.
The dazed Leia stared at the dancing butterfly from afar when Ethan sat next to her.
He asked hoarsely, “It’s been so long. Could you tell me why you hurt Liv?” Thinking that Olivia had died, Leia was finally willing to tell the truth. “Would you like
my story?”
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 …
