Even After Death

Chapter 68

Ethan thought he was familiar with every nook and cranny of Olivia’s body, but It was his first time seeing the scar on her lower abdomen.

He was aware that she went under the knife without anesthesia due to her allergy. Waiting outside the operating theater, Ethan heard her screams of pain from within. He knew of the layers of her skin that were sutured and the amount of stitches. she received on that day.

Apart from the wound on the abdomen, Olivia suffered a new injury on her inner left arm. He suddenly recalled that she once visited the hospital on the day Marina made a scene.

He thought Olivia merely suffered from some minor abrasions from that day, but he was shocked to discover the long scar.

For someone who had a fear of pain, how did she manage to suffer in silence and brush it off later?

Pursing his lips, he remembered Olivia’s words before she blacked out. Her words felt like a stab to his heart.

He changed her into pajamas and ramped up the heating in the room as he hugged her tightly.

Soon, Brent arrived with Chris Atkins, and the two men instinctively backed out when they saw Ethan hugging Olivia.

Ethan barked, “Get the fuck back! Check up on her!”

“Of course, Mr. Miller.” Chris was Ethan’s family doctor. His presence was only required for minor issues, such as a bruise on the arm or a twisted ankle because Olivia was always in good shape.

He always joked that she was as fit as a fiddle, but after two years of not seeing her, he found her lying feebly on the bed, looking as pale as a ghost.

Chris summed up the diagnosis, “Mr. Miller, based on my initial assessment, Mrs. Miller passed out because her body was too weak. She was exposed to the cold just now, so she had to be kept warm to avoid running a fever. The wounds on her wrists are superficial injuries, but they need to be treated carefully.”

“She’s weak?” Olivia did appear quite unwell some time ago, but she should have recovered from the flu by now. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“That’s right. Her heart rate and pulse are below average, and she shows symptoms of heartburn too. I’m not an expert like my mentor, though. If you are free, you should send Mrs. Miller to the hospital for a detailed check–up.”

Then, Chris pulled out the needle that he had inserted for blood sampling. “I collected her blood to run some tests at the hospital. We’ll need to find out if this is a viral or bacterial infection before we can administer the right treatment.”

“Good.”

It was a torturous night for Olivia, who had a long dream. In the dream, she ran into a young man in a white shirt at the school field for the first time. It was love at first sight for her.

They met for the second time when he saved her from drowning. She vividly remembered the excitement and joy that filled her body. In a moment of panic, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her body sensed the muscular build of his, which caused her to blush in embarrassment.

After that, they fell in love with each other and went into a relationship. When they were together, he doted on her like never

before.

It would have been nice for the dream to end at that point to save her from the ensuing suffering.

Ethan watched as she frowned and mumbled in her sleep, “My baby! Ethan Miller, give me back my baby!”

She went on, “Ethan, I will give up my life for you. Please let me go. Ethan…”

Every single remark was related to him and full of resentment. He reached out to take her hand and mumbled, “Liv, how can I free you when nobody could free me?”

He was worried that by letting go, he’d lose his only connection to her.

Her hand was scathing hot. Just like Chris had predicted, she was running a fever.

Ethan put a fever plaster on her forehead and prepared some pills for her. But he was interrupted by Brent, who barged in without knocking.

“Mr. Miller, we got the results of the blood test! All of Mrs. Miller’s indices were lower than the average. The count of her red and white blood cells was especially low!

“Dr. Atkins said that she could not run a fever because her white blood cell count was at 2.3. A fever can be fatal for her! She needs a Neulasta injection right away!”

“W–What did you say?” The pills in Ethan’s hand were scattered all over the floor.