Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

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Wayne peeled off the dirty skin on the onion.

"I don't know. I was abandoned as soon as I was born because of my weak physique. Someone took

me in because I was a boy.

"But after the family had a son of their own, they sold me off.

"After some twists and turns, I was abandoned here when I was three. From then on, this place has

become my home."

He tossed the onion peel into the trash can.

"The people here are like weeds in the soil. No matter how difficult their surroundings are, they will give

it their all to emerge from the soil."

He briefly recounted his tragic past. Olivia knew that it must have been very difficult for him to get to

where he was right now.

He didn't have a prominent background, and he had to survive by stealing and robbing from young.

His story was quite a legend.

Olivia examined his face. If he wasn't abandoned by his family, he might have been a child from a

wealthy family.

"Anyway, you should get out of this kitchen. I've been cooking for myself for years, and I know this

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kitchen better than you do.

"I'll be very grateful to you even if you just keep Mom company."

Olivia leaned against the stove. "If you're grateful to me, can you take me home?"

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"No can do."

"Then what sort of gratitude is that?"

Olivia clicked her tongue. Then, she turned around and left.

She knew that Wayne wouldn't just take her home for no reason.

Jade was knitting a hat for the kitten sitting on her lap. Winters in Kariken were usually above 50

degrees, and it would usually be around 68 degrees. So, it was quite warm here. Comment by

soonyoung gu: think author made a typo and it's actually kreene??? since one is ka li ni and this ka li

ken

Jade had lived here for more than 60 years, but she still maintained her habits from before.

She would knit something every time winter came around.

Olivia scooted closer to Jade and overheard the latter's murmurs.

"Who does she look like? She feels so familiar. Why can't I remember anything?"

The kitten on her lap raised its chubby face to stare at her. Reaching out, Jade caressed the cat's face.

"I'm not talking about you, Doughball."

Olivia half-crouched next to her. Taking Jade's hand, she said, "Madam Delaney, if you can't remember,

just take your time with it. You don't have to rush."

Jade was old, but her eyes were clear. Her dark eyes were as bright as day.

Reaching up, she touched Olivia's face. She murmured, "You look so familiar. Who is it? Who could it

be? I couldn't possibly forget someone so important."

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The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. She hissed in pain.

Olivia noticed that things were getting worse, so she hastily comforted Jade. "Please stop thinking

about it, Madam Delaney. I'm Olivia Fordham and nobody else. Just close your eyes and rest for a

while."

Jade soon fell asleep on the rocking chair. Olivia placed a blanket on Jade's lap. Then, she lit a calming

candle for Jade.

The kitten was playing with a furball while Wayne was whipping something up in the kitchen.

Ethan often made meals for Olivia as well, but his every movement was noble and elegant. After all, he

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had lived in a strict family since young.

Wayne's movements were free and easy, and he looked more like a street food chef than anything.

Noticing Olivia standing silently behind him, he raised an eyebrow at her. "What's the matter? Were you

charmed by me because you've never seen a man cooking before? You're allowed to fall for me."

Olivia crossed her arms, pointing at a bloody piece of meat at the side. "If it were Ethan, he would have

cleaned that piece of meat more thoroughly."

Wayne snorted. "He's a spoiled kid from a rich family. I don't believe that he can cook. He probably

reached the prime of his cooking skills when he hunted hares and grilled some fish over the fire."

Olivia chuckled. People had many misunderstandings about Ethan, just like how she was prejudiced

about Wayne in the past.

"That's not true. He makes wonderful mushroom and chestnut soups, and his barbecue pork ribs are

heavenly. He controls the heat very well. When we were just married, he would cook for me whenever

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he had the time."

Wayne sneered. "You said that it was only when you were just married. So later on, he cooked for

someone else, didn't he?"

Olivia fell silent.

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