Chapter 973
Willow pursed her lips, not saying anything.
Reaching out, Wendy caressed her head.
“Poor child. You know, your mom worked very hard to be able to leave him.
“If he knows that you and your mom are still alive, he will lock your mom up again. Do you want that to happen?"
Willow shook her head.
"Then you have to pretend that you don't know him. After all, your mom and the others aren't in the village. As for
whether he can survive this or not, it's entirely-up to him."
Wendy sighed. "Your mom went through a lot of hardship in the past. When she was giving birth to you, she was
very close to death. You have to be grateful to her and treasure your hard-earned life."
Willow nodded obediently.
It was quite odd. Not long after drinking Willow's blood, Ethan could sense that his eyes and ears were getting
better.
He could even produce simple sounds.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn the past, for every hour that passed, the red pattern would advance.
After he drank the blood, the toxin seemed to be frozen in time. It didn't look like it would get worse.
"How are you feeling, Mr. Miller?"
Surprisingly, Ethan could sit up on his own. "I'm feeling much better. How's the situation right now?"
"Not good. The girl's mother can save you, but she has left the village for days. They don't have any way of
contacting the outside world here.
"The toxins in your body can only be stalled momentarily. If her mother doesn't come back, we can only..."
Kelvin's voice sounded a little bitter. He refused to say that word.
But Ethan was calm. "People have to die eventually."
"But you're Ethan Miller!"
"It doesn't change anything." Ethan coughed lightly.
If this truly was the end, he only had one regret. He couldn't see Olivia and the children one last time. before he
died.
He slowly got up, his footsteps unsteady as he headed outside.
Krystal, who had just washed up, hastily went up to him to support him. “Careful, Sova."
“Go away." Ethan shook her off. It was a simple action, but he used up a lot of his energy to perform it. He almost
tripped and fell.
Kelvin hastily came over to support him.
Ethan said calmly, "Bring me to the child. I want to thank her."
It was thanks to the child that he could stand and speak.
"Understood."
The sun was setting then. Willow was feeding pigeons in the yard.
She couldn't talk, but she was born with a connection to animals. She could communicate with animals without any
problems.
Be it birds, insects, and fish, or even snakes, reptiles, and mice, all animals were very close to her. And she treated
all lives as equals.
She was as special as her name. She was like a willow that reached up into the sky while also reaching. down to the
ground.
She was able to be friends with everyone.
She opened her palm. A white pigeon stood on her palm, cooing while it ate.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA flock of pigeons was gathered around her feet, too. It was a very wholesome sight to see.
It was only then that Ethan saw the child's profile. Surprisingly, she had a pair of green eyes that glowed radiantly
under the sun like emeralds.
"Willow."
Ethan spoke up, his voice slightly hoarse.
The grains in Willow's hand fell to the ground, and the pigeons flapped their wings and flew away.
She was a little panicked when she saw that Ethan had woken up.
Holding onto the railing, Ethan walked toward her step by step.
He walked very slowly, and he looked like he would fall with every step he took.
Willow hastily ran toward him, the bells on her leg ringing as she did so.
Ethan's knees went weak, and he fell to the ground..
"Mr. Miller!"
Ethan knelt on the ground on one knee. The girl held his hands, supporting him. He managed to stay up in that
position.
As their gazes met, he saw the worry in the girl's eyes.
He wondered if he was seeing things. He felt like he saw Olivia's shadow on Willow's face.