Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Sometimes, one couldn't sympathize with the pain unless one experienced it first-hand.

Olivia had gotten over it. It happened such a long time ago.

She still loved Ethan, and they had four children together.

Near-death experiences and the reunion with her true family taught her how valuable a family was.

Instead of wasting time on revenge, she'd rather cherish the present.

She cherished what she had right now more than anyone else. It wasn't easy for her to come this far.

However, the people around her didn't think the same way. The Fordhams wouldn't be able to forgive Ethan even if he were to kill himself multiple times over.

Ethan knelt in the yard the whole night.

When Olivia told him to stop, he merely said, "Liv, I want to marry you and give you a grand wedding. The marriage won't be perfect without your parents' blessings. I'll ask for your family's forgiveness no matter what it takes."

"Why?" She sighed.

"I had this coming. As long as you're alive and you're still willing to accept me, it won't hurt to do this much."

Numbness had crawled up to his knees, but his back remained straight. His eyes spoke of determination too. "Besides, this is nothing compared to what you suffered."

It poured heavily that night, but he didn't move a muscle.

If it were a woman, she wouldn't fainted on the spot. However, he was strong enough to hold on.

Olivia returned to the room. David seemed better than yesterday.

He grinned the second he saw her. "Olivia, you're here. Your medicine works wonders! I feel much better today."

His complexion finally seemed better, but she was aware that he hadn't had a good night's sleep from all the worrying about his wife.

The exhaustion was still evident on his face.

She glanced out the window, reminding him, "Dad, he's still kneeling out there. It's been four hours."

"So what?" He wasn't bothered at all. "Think about the day you fell into the sea on that snowy day. Wasn't it cold? Weren't you afraid? Wasn't it painful?"

Sean brought over the medicine for David while agreeing, "Dad's right. Olivia, don't pity a man or you'll be unfortunate. Think about the days you suffered. So what even if he has knelt for 24 hours? He should die there."

Troy chimed in, "Although Sean has never dated, he knows that this kind of man must never be a husband. Olivia, you've made a mistake once. Don't make the same mistake again. Ethan may be the father of the children forever, but you still can end things with him."

Everyone in the Fordham family had a heart of steel.

A sigh escaped from Olivia, and she went outside.

Willow was struggling to hold an umbrella for Ethan as she couldn't even hold it properly.

"Get up. They're not buying this. If you die here, they'll throw a party to celebrate your death. It's meaningless."

Ethan, who was completely drenched, held Olivia's hand tightly.

"Liv, I know. I don't want to make things difficult for you because of us. I understand where they're coming from, and they have every right to do this."

Well, it wasn't like he could kill himself in front of everyone. A suicide would be truly meaningless.

Even if it was torturing, at least some people took joy in his suffering. This was better than him doing nothing and trying to beg for forgiveness through mere words.

"If you really want to atone for your sins, look for my mother. That's the best way." Olivia recalled how much skinnier David had become. "I can tell that he has a good relationship with her."