Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

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Chapter 1290

Ethan was so rough that he didn't even close the window.

Keen-eyed, Wayne could see how Olivia was pinned with her hands raised over her head by Ethan

from the tower.

Red crept up her cheeks, and she craned her neck, all heated by Ethan's touch.

He carried her to the bedroom. The night was still young for them.

Wayne lit a cigarette. Ethan liked Olivia more than the rumors had it.

Acting could be fake, but not the gaze. Ethan's eyes were smitten with love.

It was 3:00 pm by the time Olivia woke up. The ruined dress on the floor elicited a frown between her

brows. "It was such a pretty dress."

Ethan, who smelled like mint after a bath, planted a kiss beneath her ear.

i’ll buy you another one. You can buy as many as you fancy." "Really?" "From now onward, my time is

yours. Let's go. I'll take you to the capital."

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They changed from their tailored outfits into matching couple sets.

He removed his mask. Then, they explored the exotic place with their hands intertwined. 1

When they bypassed a tailored wedding dress shop, Olivia marveled at the wedding dress on display

for a moment.

It was a regret buried in her heart, and he was very well aware of that-he owed her a wedding.

"Liv..."

His voice pulled her mind back from wandering miles. "Don't misunderstand me. I don't want to get

married. I was looking at that lady." 1

A newlywed couple could be seen through the floor-to-ceiling window.

The lady, clad in a white wedding dress, held a bouquet of flowers while walking toward a man

gracefully with a smile.

What a perfect and lovely match.

"Envious?" Ethan wrapped her hand with his. "I can give you-"

She shook her head, interrupting him, "I'm never envious of someone wearing a wedding dress after

the divorce. She's all dolled up merely for the hell awaiting her." 1

It broke his heart to hear that. His lips parted, but nothing came out of them.

Olivia was right, and her words couldn't describe the true agony of the experience.

Those days weren't only bitter and painful; it was pure hell.

He hugged her gently, and the newlywed couple happened to be hugging each other too.

Marriage was an inevitable stage in life for everyone.

Ethan understood why she was reluctant to remarry him. He hurt her so deeply that she had lost faith in

marriage itself.

"I'm sorry, Liv."

Her heart sank into the pit of an abyss the moment that bullet hit her wrist. It broke the core of their

marriage.

The night dawned, and Wayne received a bunch of pictures.

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It was pictures of Ethan and Olivia hugging at the corner of a street, shopping, eating, and kissing like a

couple madly in love.

No signs of acting at all.

Wayne couldn't find anything off about it.

"Ethan and his wife are returning to their country tomorrow, Mr. Maxwell." "I know." But there was

nothing that he could do about it.

There were no signs of Ophelia and no evidence that proved Olivia was Ophelia.

If this went on, once the plane took off, Wayne and the others wouldn't be able to stop her from leaving

anymore.

However, evidence was needed to detain her. They were back to square one.

Wayne shut his eyes, massaging his hurting head.

Ike brought over the medicine.

"Ophelia left you a prescription for the next three months before she left. Mr. Grant said that it is

beneficial for you. Mr. Maxwell, you must look after yourself."

Annoyed, Wayne flung the bowl onto the floor.

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