Even After Death Novel (Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller) novel Chapter 1297

Mason stood there with his hands behind him. He managed to recover quickly under Olivia's care. Now, he appeared no less different from an ordinary person.

White strands peeked out of his dyed hair, but it didn't wither his imposing manner one bit.

"Mr. Heath." Ethan straightened his back. He paid more reverence to Mason after learning that Mason was Olivia's grandfather.

"Ethan, I had high hopes for you, but you shouldn't have hurt Liv. You bullied her because she didn't have anyone behind her back in the past; now, she's out of your league."

Solemnity was evident in Mason's visage. "As long as I'm still alive, I will never let you hurt her."

Words stuck in Ethan's throat. No one could ever forgive him for what he had done to Olivia.

The harm was done due to the jumble of misunderstandings, but the harm was undeniably done.

He couldn't offer any explanations because they would only struck as excuses to others.

"I will never hurt Liv again, Mr. Heath. I swear."

Mason stared at Ethan deeply before saying, "Don't give me empty promises."

Then, Mason held Olivia's hand and turned to leave.

Ethan's hands balled into fists, and his knuckles turned white. His tall stature formed a long shadow, and loneliness shrouded him like an invisible cloak.

Olivia didn't stop in her tracks. Her love for him wasn't enough for her to ignore the harm he caused.

"Liv, no one can shake you up. If you don't want to a remarriage, he won't be able to force you with me around."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

She returned to her room for a shower. Ethan's lonely figure crossed her mind.

Wasn't she the same, chasing behind him in the past?

The desire for revenge didn't live in her, but she couldn't forget the past.

"I'm happy enough with how things are right now."

Those words played a loop in her head. Marriage was a cage that cooped her up.