Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Chapter 84

Someone handed her a warm glass of milk. “If you can’t drink, then don’t. Alcohol is bad for your health

anyway. Here, have a glass of milk instead. You’ll feel better after having It.”

Bryan’s voice was soft and gentle, similar to how a brother would speak to his younger sibling. He

knew who she was and was really kind to her.

Olivia smiled at him gratefully, but before she could thank him, Ethan cut in, reminding her, “You have

two glasses left.” His voice was as cold as his gaze.

Bryan furrowed his brows at Ethan. He knew how much Olivia meant to Ethan, and if the latter took

things too far, not only would his actions hurt Olivia, but he would make himself miserable too.

“Fine.”

Olivia didn’t hesitate as she reached for the second glass of whiskey. The look on her face said that

there was no turning back, and she finished the drink in one go. Her stomach felt like it had been

punctured by thousands of blades.

Having drunk too much alcohol too quickly, Olivia couldn’t help but feel like the world was spinning

around her. All of a sudden, she collapsed.

She thought that she’d crash onto the table. She’d never expected someone’s arms to pick her up

instead.

Ethan held her in his arms and left the room in a hurry. Olivia was already in a daze as she mumbled to

him, “Whiskey … One more left…”

Ethan tossed her into the backseat of the car. His eyes burned with rage as he looked at her. “Just

what are you trying to do? Haven’t you fooled around enough?”

Olivia thought she saw stars when she fell heavily onto the seat. She didn’t care about anything at this

point.

In a kneeling position, she reached out to Ethan and tugged at his sleeves like a pouting child. She said

sluggishly, “I must find Leo. He’ll perform the craniotomy for my dad. I’ll pay back what my dad owes

you.”

Ethan lowered his gaze to Olivia and noticed a blush had crept across her previously pale face. She

was trying her best to stay conscious despite being drunk.

“You can kill me, beat me, or do anything you want to me. I’ll pay you back. Just let my dad go. He’s my

only family. Please…”

she mumbled.

Ethan smirked at her in contempt. “You? Paying me back? What else do you have besides your life?”

Loosening her grip on him, Olivia stared at him, completely helpless. “What exactly do you want me to

do to make you satisfied?”

“No matter what you do, my sister’s already dead. I don’t want you to die, but I won’t let you live a

happy life either. I’ll only feel like life is worth living when I see you wallowing in misery. Am I clear?”

“You’re so cruel…” Tears streamed down her cheeks, making her look pitiful.

The sight of her in such a state made him feel slightly sorry for her. Much to his surprise, he couldn’t

feel any hint of joy when

he saw her tears.

Annoyed, he loosened his tie and stretched an arm around her, forcefully pulling her into his embrace.

She was already in a daze, but the impact as she crashed into his sturdy chest made her even dizzier.

Just as she started to speak again, she noticed Ethan’s piercing eyes looking into hers.

Without any warning, he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, snuffing out any sound she’d been

about to make. He pressed on, letting his tongue explore and dominate every inch of her mouth.

He was overcome with restlessness. He’d thought that he didn’t want to see her happy and yearned to

let her burn in hell, and yet when he saw how she was struggling in torment, he realized that he wasn’t

even the slightest bit happy.

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ed her a warm glass of milk. “If you can’t drink, then don’t. Alcohol is bad for your health anyway. Here,

have a glass of milk instead. You’ll feel better after having it.”

Bryan’s voice was soft and gentle, similar to how a brother would speak to his younger sibling. He

knew who she was and was really kind to her.

Olivia smiled at him gratefully, but before she could thank him, Ethan cut in, reminding her, “You have

two glasses left.” His voice was as cold as his gaze.

Bryan furrowed his brows at Ethan. He knew how much Olivia meant to Ethan, and if the latter took

things too far, not only would his actions hurt Olivia, but he would make himself miserable too.

“Fine.”

Olivia didn’t hesitate as she reached for the second glass of whiskey. The look on her face said that

there was no turning back, and she finished the drink in one go. Her stomach felt like it had been

punctured by thousands of blades.

Having drunk too much alcohol too quickly, Olivia couldn’t help but feel like the world was spinning

around her. All of a sudden, she collapsed.

She thought that she’d crash onto the table. She’d never expected someone’s arms to pick her up

instead.

Ethan held her in his arms and left the room in a hurry. Olivia was already in a daze as she mumbled to

him, “Whiskey… One more left…”

Ethan tossed her into the backseat of the car. His eyes burned with rage as he looked at her. “Just

what are you trying to do? Haven’t you fooled around enough?”

Olivia thought she saw stars when she fell heavily onto the seat. She didn’t care about anything at this

point.