Even After Death Novel (Olivia)
Chapter 118

Chapter 118

“What did you call me?” Chloe looked at Olivia in disbelief.

“Mrs. Carlton, did you forget that you divorced my father years ago? “Your husband is now Mr. Carlton. Am I mistaken to call you Mrs. Carlton?”

This was the first time Olivia had been so cold to Chloe.

Even during the time Chloe met her after she came back from overseas, Olivia had been gentle.

Now, it was as if she was a cold and sharpened blade.

“Liv, you've changed. How can you say that? I am still your mother, after all.”

“Yes, I've changed. I've only come to realize that humans are despicable and that human nature is ugly and selfish.

“If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have been missing my mother all those years. I wouldn't have spent years waiting for someone who would never return.”

“Liv, I know I've let you down. But now that I'm back, I'll do everything in my power to make it up to you.”

Olivia gazed at Chloe's face. She didn’t remember how Chloe looked when she was still a child.

She looked largely the same as she was in the pictures. There were only some traces of aging.

But she felt completely different from the mother in her memories. “When you wanted to leave, you forgot that I existed. But now you claim to want to compensate me?

“Mrs. Carlton, have you ever thought that perhaps I don't want your compensation? You weren't there when I needed you

most

“Now that I've survived that, nothing you give me would make me forget that.”

“Liv...”

“Mrs. Carlton, your daughter is over there. I am not worthy of your love.”

There were people in the world who would give anything up for love. Chloe was such a person. She didn’t love Jeff.

So when Chris came to her, she threw everything away and left with him.

All these years, she went radio silent. She didn’t even call once, let alone a word of concern for Olivia.

Now that the years have passed, she seemed to have remembered that she had a daughter and claimed to want to compensate her. Olivia no longer cared about that. She looked on at the fancy hall. People’s voices reverberated within the walls. It was loud and lively. She wondered if all of these people with dignified appearances had darkness hidden within their hearts.

Right now, she no longer needed a family. Nor did she need love. She only wanted to do one thing

That is to cause Ethan pain. She wanted to cause the kind of pain he would never forget, a pain that would follow him for the Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

rest of his life.

A smile appeared on her face when she thought about that.

Ethan had noticed Olivia as soon as she arrived.

He had prepared several evening gowns for her since she said she wanted to come.

The gowns came in many colors. But none of them were black.

Olivia was wearing a black fitted floor—length gown. Her hair was held in place with hair gel.

She was wearing a black veil on her head. It was made with translucent material and decorated with tiny jewels.

They would glitter whenever light shone on them.

Olivia also wore a pair of diamond earrings. They were simple and elegant.

She exuded an air of solidarity, like a black rose in the rain.

She looked like she needed a hug but also like she'd claw at those who came close.

Olivia looked like an exotic flower that you could only admire from afar. It was as if she felt Ethan's gaze. She raised her glass of wine at him and smiled.

“You're... Olivia, right?” A cheerful voice beside her said.

She turned away from Ethan to look at the person beside her. It was a man that was around her age. He wore a black suit.

He looked like a young prince favored by the king.

He might not be the most intimidating, but he was surely the prettiest and most delicate.

“You are?”

The young man began to feel nervous when Olivia looked at him.

He quickly introduced himself. “I am Colin Moriarty. We met when we were kids.

“I was chased up a tree by your cat and dared not come down.”

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