NovelEnglishGentle sunlight shone in through the window.
Ethan had his back to the light, and the sunlight coated him with a gentle golden glow.
His firm features appeared much gentler as well.
He sat there quietly, and tiny dust particles danced around him.
At that moment, it seemed like they had gone back in time to when they first met each other.
In just a few years, they could no longer return to who they once were.
Long silence replaced their rare greetings.
Ethan wasn't confident at all.
"Did you rernember everything?" "Yes" Olivia's expression had changed.
It was resolute and cold.
She spoke up straight away.
"Ethan.
If you still have the tiniest shred of conscience left, let me go." A bitter and exasperated smile appeared
on Ethan's lips.
As expected, after she regained her memories, the first thing she wanted was to get away from him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Liv, I know that you hate me.
But your body is not in a good condition right now.
It's not that I don't want to let you go, but I simply can't.
I promise, when you've gotten better, I'll let you go.
“But for now, you have to cooperate and get treatment." Olivia sneered.
"If I can truly get better, will you let me go?" Her questioning was startling.
It was as if Ethan knew her very well, and she also had a thorough understanding of Ethan's character.
If she weren't this close to death, he wouldn't have recovered her memories.
Even if there truly came a day when she got better, it would be even less likely for him to let her go.
"Yes"! Ethan leaned in, gazing into her eyes as he said slowly, "As long as you stay alive, I can let you
go." He then changed his tone.
"But not now.
Your body is very weak, and you have to rest and recuperate in the Miller residence.
You must be hungry.
I'll ask Sharon to—" Olivia interrupted him without hesitation.
Ethan, I don't ask for anything else.
Just let me go ..." Ethan paused for amoment in his footsteps.
But then, he hastened his pace.
He had gently closed the door.
Olivia lay quietly on the bed, all alone.
The huge Miller residence was like a cage that bound her here.
She didn't deny the fact that Ethan loved her a lot, but his love was like chains tightly binding her.
She couldn't run away nor breathe in those chains.
Even though she had recovered her memories, she didn't feel any better.
Olivia felt like a flower slowly wilting.
Perhaps fearing that he might upset her, Ethan disappeared again.
Sharon came in with some food.
"How are you feeling, Mrs. Miller? we "I want to see Dr.
Rogers." “Alright, I'll call him over right away." Keith hurried over.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Olivia looked at him quietly.
"Long time no see, Keith." The look in her eyes had changed.
Keith instantly realized what was going on.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Do you remember everything now, Olivia?" "Yes.
Keith, how much longer do I have to live?" To prevent her from overthinking, Ethan didn't tell her the
truth.
Olivia herself felt that her days were numbered.
“Don't think about those things, Olivia." "Just give it to me straight, Keith.
I'm prepared." "Two weeks to a month at most." Keith sighed.
"The chemo session this time wasn't very effective.
The cancer cells in your body are very active, and there are even signs of them spreading and
diffusing." "Two weeks, you say?" A cold look flashes across Olivia's eyes.
But she didn't want to die.
She still hadn't figured out the identity of the culprit who had killed her children.
How could she die now? “Don't feel burdened, Olivia.
You have to depend on your immune system to deal with cancer.
"Two years ago, you've also survived it on your own, right? You should believe in yourself." "Thank you,
Keith." Olivia thought about the medicine Colin once gave her.
She wondered if it was still on that island.
Even though there was a very slim chance of her surviving, she had to cling to that hope.
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