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Chapter 783 Olivia wondered why she would relate an honest man like Logan to Ethan. "Do you like cats?" "Yeah. I had a pet cat back in my hometown when I was young. But we never fed it anything special,

just leftovers." Olivia had been putting on a stiff expression on most days, but she finally smiled at that moment. "If you like it, you should play with it more often. Kittens have a lot of energy, and I am sick. So I can't

play with Snowball too much." Olivia's legs were still in bad condition. She still couldn't crouch. If she moved too much, she would

start to feel dizzy. It was a good thing Snowball was very well-behaved near her. It would lay quietly on her things and

keep her company. Logan scratched his head. "If you don't mind, Ms. Fordham. I can take care of Snowball." "Thanks for putting up with my requests." "It's no trouble at all. Are you going to be sitting here for some more time?" Logan looked at her. "Yeah." "One moment." Logan went to the living room, took a blanket, and draped it around her. I heard Mr. Rogers say you were very sick. Although it doesn't snow here during winter, it is still pretty

cold. "You have to be careful not to catch a cold." Olivia was stunned as she looked at the blanket. She didn't know what to feel. She raised her head to see Logan standing in place anxiously. "- Ms. Fordham, did I do something wrong?" Olivia shook her head. "No. I was just thinking about something." It was rare that they got a chance to hold a conversation. Logan mustered up the courage to ask, "What were you thinking about, Ms.

Fordham." "I was just thinking about how you showed concern for me even though we barely know each other. *Meanwhile, the people that were close to me only hurt me repeatedly. Why is it so?" Logan sat down some distance from Olivia. While playing with Snowball, he said, "I had a female cat at home when I was a child. I watched its

stomach grow, and I looked forward to the birth of her kittens. "When that happened, I didn't sleep for the entire night. I feared the kittens would be in danger because

they were left outside. "So I took them into a little nest I made for them when their mother wasn't looking. "The funny thing is we were living in poverty in that village. Most people in the village don't even have

enough food or clothes. "The winter winds were freezing. So, I used my own sweater to make the nest for the kittens. I also

prepared clean water and food for them. Guess what happened?" "What happened?" "My kindness doomed the kittens. The new nest caused them to carry different scents. The mother was very sensitive and suspicious after birth. "She thought she was placed in a dangerous environment, so she killed all the kittens." Snowball finally grabbed the cat teaser. Then, Logan looked at Olivia. "So, do you think I didn't love the kittens enough, Ms. Fordham?" Olivia didn't have a response to that.

He added, "It's not that I didn't love them-quite the contrary. I loved them too much. I did everything in.

my power to give them the best life. "But my actions caused them to be killed. I was devastated when they died. I think the person you're

talking about might be the same as me. He loved you too much and ended up hurting you." Olivia was at a loss for words. Logan saw that the atmosphere got tense. He quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Ms. Fordham. I overstepped. I shouldn't have brought up the past like "It's okay. I couldn't sleep and was bored anyway. I don't mind chatting with you. You must've been to

many places, right?" "Yes. Even though I don't have much money, I've been to many places. What do you want to hear

about, Ms. Fordham?" "Anything is fine. I don't mind listening to stories about interesting people or events."