Chapter 20
By keeping her diagnosis a secret, Olivia was making a bet with herself. If Ethan still loved her, she’d
turn her death into her revenge against him. Even when she was dying, she wanted to make sure that
he carried the guilt with him forever.
However, if Ethan did not love her anymore, it would be pointless to inform him about her diagnosis.
Not only would she humiliate herself, but it’d also give Marina a goodugh.
With that in mind, Olivia left the bathroom and went downstairs. Madam Burgess hadid out a feast
with many of her favorite types of food.
Olivia invited Madam Burgess to dine with her. Thedy wiped her hands on her apron and served
Olivia some soup.
“Here’s some fruit soup that Mr. Miller specifically asked me to make for you. I told you that he still
cares about you, didn’t I?”
The dishes were a little on the heavier and spicier side than what Olivia preferred. She erred toward the
opposite of Ethan’s pte, who preferred nd dishes.
In the past, they always had different dishes for their meals to amodate their different taste buds.
Now that she was ill, she could no longer take heavy foods.
“Mrs. Miller, why aren’t you eating? I’m sure that my cooking is as good as before. When Mr. Miller has
his meals at home, he’d ask me to make food with a little more spice.”
Olivia shot her a surprised nce because she knew that Ethan couldn’t handle spicy food.
Madam Burgess must have read Olivia’s mind since she exined, “That’s why I said he still cares
about you. Even when he’s not living with you, he wants me to make your favorite food. Back then, you
had to force–feed him spicy food, but now, he
eats them on his own.
“It was tough for him at first, I have to admit. He always choked on the spice and had to chug a whole
gallon of water. But his spice tolerance has gone uptely.”
Oh, the irony of it all! Ethan ended up trying spicy foods, which she had to give up because of her
illness. Perhaps, that was why they would never make a good pair.
She dropped the topic and pestered Madam Burgess until thetter lent her a phone. Thankfully, she
memorized Keith’s number. She quickly keyed in the number.
A wave of relief washed over her when she heard his voice. It would be her fault if something bad
happened to him.
When Keith was greeted with silence, he cautiously prodded, “Olivia?”
The car crash came out of nowhere, and he had pretty much pieced together the reason behind it.
“It’s me. Keith, I’m sorry I got you into trouble.”
A hint of excitement crawled into Keith’s tired voice. “Were you being hard on me when we were at City
Hall because you didn’t want to get me into trouble?”
She struggled to understand what he was getting at. “Keith, I couldn’t call you because my phone was
confiscated. How’s your injury?”
“Don’t worry. I wasn’t hurt thanks to the airbag. Is he keeping you hostage? Do you want me to make a
police report?”
“He and I are legally married. There’s no way to report him for taking me hostage. Keith, I really
appreciate what you’ve done for me, but you don’t need to worry about me anymore.Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.
“Today’s crash was a warning from him. I know you’re just being nice to me, but I’m not worth that
sacrifice. I feel more relieved now that I know you’re safe. Well, goodbye for now.”
Olivia quickly hung up, leaving Keith grinning foolishly on the other end. He was d to know that she
had directed the harsh remarks at him out of concern for his safety, not because she still loved Ethan.
After returning the phone to Madam Burgess, Olivia retired to the bedroom to rest. After falling asleep,
she was woken up by
the sound of the door closing. She picked up the pungent smell of alcohol that made her sick in her
stomach.
Before she could say a word, Ethan had thrown his jacket on the floor. She felt a weight on the bed,
followed by his slurred whisper. “Darling, I’m home…”