Even After Death

Chapter 40

Now, the man who was willing to spend half a year nurturing a rose garden for her because of something she said, was no longer willing to spend a few days with her outside of the country.

When He loved her, he was head over heels. Now that he didn’t, he was unsympathetic.

Olivia gently tugged the corner of his shirt and begged, “I don’t have much time left. Can you give it to me, please?”

“Olivia, don’t take advantage of the situation.” He looked at her coldly. He assumed she was referring to the month they agreed on. He didn’t even hesitate to reject her idea.

“Am I taking advantage of the situation?” Olivia mocked. “You think you’re wasting your time with me? You’re preparing for your engagement, aren’t you?”

The tips of Ethan’s slender fingers gently tapped on the surface of the table. He coolly looked in her direction and said, “I told you I was getting engaged.” Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Although his face remained expressionless, Olivia could see the challenge in his eyes.

She was the one who begged for the month. She deserved it.

She looked at him silently, then smiled. “Pardon my wishful thinking. Sorry to bother you.”

Olivia opened the door and left. Then, a man’s voice called out from behind her. “Pick somewhere local.”

She stopped in her tracks, and her face was filled with excitement. “Let’s go to Mohe.”

Olivia left delightedly! There was a lower chance of seeing the auroras in Mohe Town, but having him spend her last days with her was enough for her.

It was late into the night. He slept beside her. Olivia wasn’t asleep. She curled her body carefully. It was as if there was a sea between both of them.

She didn’t dare get too close to him, afraid he would notice the wound on her arm.

He immediately faced the other side when he got in bed and had no intention of paying attention to her. Olivia quietly looked out the window into the night, struggling to fall asleep.

He left for work early the next day. Olivia kept herself busy. She was hoping to atone for her father during her last days. She followed the address in the document and went to a psychiatric hospital to visit one of the victims, Belle Sanders.

place like

She was sent there two years ago due to her tendency toward self–harm. This was the first time Olivia had visited this. It was quieter than normal hospitals with the occasional sight of security guards wearing protective gear. It was as if the place would go to war anytime.

The nurse who was bringing her up to Belle’s room repeatedly reminded Olivia to maintain a certain distance from the patient.

Belle had a roommate. She saw Olivia and started giggling. Belle was a quiet girl. Her long hair rested over the number on her gown. She was hugging her knees as she looked out the window; her eyes were lifeless.

“Belle.” Olivia gently called for her. She had met Belle once previously at an innovation competition. She was full of vigor, and her eyes were radiant back then.

The person on the bed moved and turned curiously toward Olivia. Before Olivia could speak, she grabbed her hand and shushed her, saying, “Keep it down. Someone is trying to take my baby.”

Olivia looked at the pillow in her arm. She didn’t want to trigger her so she nodded and asked, “Who is trying to take your baby?”

“Tap, tap, tap.” The sound of high heels resounded in the hallway. Belle was so terrified of the sound that she hid behind the curtains, shivering.

“She’s here. She’s here to take my baby!”

Before Olivia could speak, a woman in a white lab coat and a nametag on her chest that said ‘director‘ stood at the entrance. She said fiercely, “Belle’s mental state is clinically unstable. She does not have the capacity to entertain guests. Miss Fordham, please leave.”