Even After Death Novel (Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller) novel Chapter 834

Olivia didn't sleep for almost the entire night.

She was constantly worried.

She feared that Logan would break in, but she was also worried about him.

While the whole ship was partying, Olivia was the only one keeping watch over this pure space.

She sat on the floor, hugging her knees as she gazed helplessly at the cold moon outside the window.

Now, she only had the moon as company.

Olivia's heart was in a mess.

When she recalled everything that had happened in her life, she found it absurd and pathetic.

What crimes had she committed for her to be separated from her child? Why was she forced to live in the shadows, unable to see the light of day? She even wondered what she could do if the door was opened.

Of course, she couldn't do anything at all.

Her strength was a far cry from Logan's.

If he truly forced himself on her, she could only endure it passively.

For her child's sake, she couldn't kill herself either.

She could only remember this humiliating night in the depths of her mind.

She couldn't escape.

Olivia just wanted a peaceful and normal life.

But in the end, she found herself in this situation.

She spent the night in anxiety.

Then, it was daybreak.

The sunrise on the ocean was quite a majestic sight.

Having stayed up all night, Olivia had only fallen asleep for half an hour.

When the sunlight shone on her, it woke her up from her dreams.

Lifting her hand, she blocked the piercing sunlight from her eyes.

In the next second, she suddenly remembered what happened last night.

She immediately grabbed a wine bottle, preparing for battle.

The stool and the desk were still pushed against the door.

There were no signs of them getting moved.

The whole world was silent, and she couldn't hear any sounds outside.

"Mommy."

Alicia sat up on the bed.

Her hair was fluffy and messy, and there was even a strand of hair standing on its end.

She looked very adorable when she was half awake.

"Allie, you're awake."

Alicia rubbed her tummy, saying in a small voice, "Milk."

She had a habit of drinking milk every morning.

Logan was usually the person in charge of these things.