Chapter 82
“Doctor, how is he?” Olivia’s heart was pounding violently as she gripped her sleeve tightly. She was terrified of hearing the
worst.
“Fortunately, the nurses noticed his condition very quickly, and we were able to save him in time. Olivia, I won’t keep it from
you.
“Your father is in a very dangerous state, and we need the best brain specialist, Leo, to perform brain surgery for him.
“Otherwise… We might not be able to save him next time.”
Olivia’s heart sank. She wanted to find Leo more than anyone else. Alas, she didn’t have a wide social circle. Keith had helped her look for Leo before, but to no avail.
When Jeff was wheeled out, she saw how weak he looked with his eyes tightly shut.
She called out, “Dad.”
However, it was like throwing a pebble down a well because she received no answer.
One of Jeff’s hands, which wasn’t covered by the blanket, looked thin and wrinkled with age. He seemed to have aged a lot over the last two short years. Except for the indwelling needle, the rest of the back of his hand was just loose, sagging skin.
It looked nothing like the hand that had held hers when they’d walked home last time.
Olivia leaned against him and wept uncontrollably. She said in a choked voice, “Dad, wake up and look at me, won’t you…
No matter what he’d done to other people, he’d never mistreated her. Olivia couldn’t just stand by and watch him suffer like
this.
A thought popped up in her mind.
The day she’d tried to jump off, Ethan had said that he could find Leo. Based on his wide network of connections and wealth, it wasn’t surprising that he was capable of finding Leo.
If she hadn’t been on the brink of death, Ethan would never have told her.
She knew how much Ethan hated her and her father, but she had no other way of saving Jeff. She’d never thought that she’d have to go and beg Ethan so soon after she’d just decided to cut ties with him two days ago.
After drying her tears and making sure Jeff was alright, Olivia asked Brent about Ethan’s whereabouts. She then took a taxi to
Silver.
In the decadent club, scantily dressed female dancers moved around seductively. In every corner, men and women k*ssed scandalously, and loud voices came from the booths.
However, the fun and excitement had nothing to do with Olivia. She walked quickly toward a private room deeper inside the
club.
Ethan usually didn’t like places like this and would choose a quiet spot even for a gathering with friends. Brent opened the door to the private room for her.
The luxurious private room could accommodate more than a hundred people. Even with so many men and women inside, Olivia still spotted Ethan among the crowd at first glance.
He was leaning against a leather armchair with his eyes shut. He looked very out of place in the rowdy room. With his eyes closed and his sharp gaze hidden, he looked harmless.
Bryan Moore, a dashing man dressed in gray casual clothes, sat next to Ethan, soaking his feet in a tub. A furry blindfold was hanging around his neck. Other people had either a gla*s of whiskey or Armand de Brignac in front of them, but he had a thermos filled with herbal tea.
One of them seemed to treat the place like a hotel, while the other treated it like a foot spa.
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Olivia watched as a woman in skimpy clothes walked to Ethan and boldly tried to k*ss him.
Smelling her pungent perfume, Ethan jerked awake. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a pair of fiery red l*ps. As if by instinct, he shoved her away mercilessly.
“Ah!” The woman shrieked and sprawled on the floor right in front of Olivia.
Her short skirt rode up and exposed the S**y thong she was wearing underneath. The men standing around started whistling.
Olivia felt uneasy being in a place like this. She looked up with a flustered expression and met Ethan’s gaze.
His eyes were calm, but there was a hint of mockery in them. He’d just played hard to get a few days ago, but she’d shown up in front of him so soon.
It just proved he’d been right about her. He wondered what tricks she’d use this time since she’d tried to commit suicide the last time.
Olivia understood the look in his eyes, but with her father on the brink of death, she had no choice other than to ask him for help. Even if she’d only be humiliated by approaching him, she had no other way out.
The bystanders had noticed her, but other than Bryan, nob*dy else knew that she was Ethan’s ex–wife.
A woman with a hot b*dy looked Olivia up and down, then teased her while chewing her gum, “Hey, ma’am. Are you in the wrong room?”
Olivia thought about the time Everly had joked about how girls nowadays wore spaghetti strap tops under their coats, whereas Olivia wore a sweater underneath hers.
In the room full of trendy people, she was the only one wearing a thick down jacket, a knitted hat, and a scarf.
Olivia ignored the woman and looked at Ethan directly. “Eth… Mr. Miller, can we talk privately?”
“Can’t you see that there’s a girl who’s prettier than you already lying on the floor? Do you want to be next?” The woman teased her relentlessly.
Ethan looked at Olivia and said coldly, “Come here.”
His words were like a slap in that woman’s face. Olivia made her way through the crowd with everyb*dy watching her and stopped in front of Ethan.
Bryan, who was soaking his feet, looked very comfortable. His forehead was beaded with sweat from the warm water. He was still as health–conscious as always.
The scent of wormwood masked the smell of alcohol and perfume. It also chased away the smell of cigarettes and made Olivia feel a lot better.
Bryan greeted her first. “Hey, long time no see, Olivia. Want to soak your feet?”
Olivia turned down his unusual invitation. “No thanks, Mr. Moore.”
Bryan immediately started lecturing her about the benefits of soaking one’s feet.
“It improves blood circulation and metabolism. It also helps relieve insomnia and reduce high blood pressure. What’s more, it improves cardiovascular health. You don’t look very well, so you should soak your feet. I’ve just made an improvement to the prescription…”
Ethan interrupted Bryan’s rambling and pulled the blindfold over the latter’s eyes impatiently. “Go to sleep.”
The onlookers watched Olivia curiously, wondering who she was. Why did she seem so close to Ethan and Bryan? However, she looked unfamiliar to all of them.
Ethan sat there with his legs slightly spread, looking extremely intimidating. He glanced over at her mildly and asked, “Why are you here?”
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 …
