Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Chatper 1011

Chapter 1011

The peas kept springing onto Ethan's face. Irritated, he threw the pod in his hand into the basket.

"I'm out, Madam Wendy."

"Calm down, young man. I know you've never done such chores at home because you came from a rich family.

"But think about it: your eyes can't recover in two or three days. You have to get used to the life of a visually

impaired person."

Ethan was stunned at the idea that Wendy was training him.

Olivia had mentioned something similar.

However, he didn't pay much heed to it because he was immersed in the ecstasy of reuniting with Olivia.

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He became serious upon Wendy's reminder. "Madam

Wendy, how long will it take for my eyes to recover?"

"I can't say that for sure. The fastest would be three months, but it could take up to a year and a half.

"You better go to the hospital after the remaining poison in your body is removed. It is not easy to treat the eyes. In

short, they won't recover that quickly."

His heart sank to the pit of his stomach. Before this, he was grateful that he was saved.

Now that Olivia was the only person he could think of, he wondered how a visually impaired person like him could

stand a chance against her admirers.

Willow, who noticed his anxiety, patted the back of his hand lightly. She was comforting him.

Her little hand seemed to hold some mysterious energy that was able to placate his nervousness.

Ethan put that matter at the back of his head and sat down to keep peeling the peas.

Willow took out a flute, which Olivia had made, and blew it on the small bridge.

It was "Celestial Castle", a wondrous piece that contained beautiful meanings.

The moonlight bestowed a silver sheen to the peaceful night as though purifying all beings.

At the same time, Ethan's emotions slowly morphed into tranquility.

He focused on peeling the peas out of the pods while feeling his surroundings.

Along with the melodic song, the singing of the insects, the sound of birds flapping their wings, and the cooing of

the owls on the branches harmonized.

They filled Ethan's quiet and void world to the brim.

Wendy was right. All he kept thinking about was Olivia, and so he had neglected his surroundings.

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By the time he finished peeling that basket of peas, it was 9:

30 pm.

The villagers didn't spend their time outside at night. According to their routine, they should be sleeping by now.

Ethan felt quite tired, too.

Willow walked up to him to hold his hand, wanting to take him to his room.

The juice was staining his hands since he had just peeled the peas. "Where can I wash my hands, Willow?"

She dragged him along the way while he tried to distinguish the direction.

They entered the cottage, and she pulled him to the yard, where a lot of flowers and greenery were planted.

A flowery scent whirled at the tip of his nose. He guessed that it was the house Olivia was staying in.

Willow turned the water tap, and clean water flowed out of it.

The meticulous little girl handed him a bar of soap, too.

Right then, he suddenly heard Olivia's voice. "Ouch! That hurts!"