Even after her death novel

Chapter 86 Ethan took a furtive glance around the apartment. It wasn't big, but he could feel Olivia's presence in

every corner. When he noticed the baby crib in her room, he remembered that it was the only thing she'd taken with

her when she'd left him. As the realization washed over him, his heart turned into a jumbled mess. After seeing her jump off the building that day, he'd come to realize one thing. He'd followed after her without hesitation, which made him understand that he couldn't stop loving her

no matter how much he hated her. His love and hate were intertwined. They fused into a prickly bramble full of thors, coiling tightly around

the two of them. It was as though the more he pushed her off into the dark, the closer he got to the

edge of a cliff himself. Ethan picked up a soft toy on the bed. Olivia had always hugged it to make herself sleep for countless

nights in the past two years. If only that incident hadn't happened, he would have been a good husband to Olivia and a good father

to their child. Every time her name left his lips, he could still feel the love he felt for her. He simply couldn't make himself leave her for good. Meanwhile, Olivia finally felt better after some time. She slowly pushed herself off the ground and

walked to the living room. She'd half expected that Ethan would have left, given that he was someone who valued time. Yet when

she raised her head to look around the house, she spotted him on the balcony. Sparks from a cigarette flickered as he held it between two fingers. It seemed that his smoking

addiction had worsened. Olivia was astonished that he was still here. Was he waiting to pick up where they'd stopped earlier? A shadow fell across her face at that thought, and she went to get herself a glass of water to clear her

throat. After that, she dragged her feet on the floor as she approached him. "Should we do it here or on the

bed?" she asked in a cool and distant tone, as though they were talking about work Ethan looked up from the cigarette to stare at her sickly face, then exhaled slowly, forming a white puff

of smoke in the air. Do I seem like a pervert to you?" "I'll go to sleep if you're not thinking of doing it," Olivia told him blankly. She secretly thanked her lucky

stars that she'd been able to escape it. All she wanted was to have a good rest. She went into her room and closed the door behind her. Ethan tapped at the cigarette lightly to make the ashes fall as he watched her disappear behind the

door. This was exactly what he'd wanted. But why was he upset? Was it because there was no longer a shine in her eyes when she looked at

him? He opened the door to see her curled up in bed. Her bed was full of plushies, so she had to curl herself

up to fit on the bed. That was the only way she felt safe. Venturing into the dark bedroom, Ethan stood beside the bed, looking at Olivia. However, she was too

tired to acknowledge him. Thanks to the alcohol, she managed to doze off easily. The next day, she woke up to find Ethan sleeping on the bed in the master bedroom. Surprisingly, he

went straight into the bathroom to shower without mocking or ridiculing her. The doorbell rang, and she walked to open the door in her pajamas. Keith stood at the door with some

bags of New Year's goods in his hands. "It's New Year's soon, so I brought something over for you." "There's no need to-" Before Olivia could finish her sentence, the door to the bathroom opened. Search the FindNovel.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.