Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

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Janice gazed at Leia's face.

Even though she couldn't make out the burn marks on Leia's face, she heard that Leia had undergone

dozens of skin transplant surgeries to get to her current look.

Janice's heart ached terribly.

If she hadn't had mental problems back then, she wouldn't have harmed her biological daughter.

“You should leave.

She's doing very well right now, and she loves researching and developing drugs.

But your existence is harmful to her." Janice stared at her.

"I'm just looking." As if sensing something, Leia walked over to the two.

But she could only see the sheer white of the glass.

She smiled self-mockingly.

Janice never loved her at all.

How could Janice be here to see her? Meanwhile, in the Miller residence, Brent handed the antidote to

Ethan right away.

"This is the antidote, Mr. Miller.

When Mrs. Miller takes it, she will be able to recover all her memories." "...

Alright." With his hands behind his back, he stood before the large floor-to- ceiling windows, mumbling.

"It must be dawn soon, yes?" “That's right." With the antidote in his hands, Ethan slowly walked out.

It was time to end everything.

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He knew that as soon as he gave Olivia the antidote, it wouldn't matter if Olivia could survive or not.

They would never be together again for the rest of their lives.

Because of all those things he had done to Olivia in the past, she hated him to the core.

As the first rays of dawn shone into the room, Olivia slowly opened her eyes.

Sharon's gentle voice rang out.

"Mrs. Miller, the weather is great today.

Would you like to go outside and get some sun?" “Alright." Olivia glanced at the sunlight outside, which

blinded her eyes a little.

She probably wouldn't have many days left to see sunlight like this.

Her body was weak and helpless, so she could only sit in the wheelchair as Sharon brought her to the

dining room.

In the kitchen, she saw a man in a white shirt waving a spatula around.

Olivia guessed that the food she ate in the past few days, which tasted familiar, must be Ethan's

cooking.

Soon, various delicious breakfast foods and snacks were laid out before her.

She didn't have an appetite at all.

"You don't have to put in this much effort.

I don't have the appetite, anyway." Ethan looked at her with a gentle gaze.

"Still, you have to eat something.” "Fine, I'll treat it as my last breakfast." Picking up a spoon, she drank

the fragrant soup.

The tastes of the separate ingredients blended very well.

His cooking was great.

"Did you cook often in the past?" Perhaps because she was going to die, Olivia spoke in a calm voice.

Ethan shook his head.

"I rarely cook in recent years.

When we were just married back then, you'd pester me to make soup and other foods as long as I'm

home.

As time went on, I got better." Judging from his words, he seemed to be saying that he was very nice to

her in the past.

So, how did they end up like this in the end? As soon as Olivia closed her eyes, she could picture

Ethan standing next to Marina.

They looked like a happy family.

The tenderness she felt in her chest was completely gone, leaving only coldness.

Olivia didn't even want to ask any questions about them.

She lowered her head and continued drinking the soup.

Ethan passed to her a glass of soy milk.

Olivia was about to take it when Ethan held her hand.

"Liv ..." Olivia looked at him, puzzled.

She had no idea what he was trying to do.

“What's the matter?" Ethan wanted to say something but decided against it.

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"Nothing.

Drink it while it's hot." Olivia felt that Ethan was behaving very oddly today.

He looked like he had something to say, but he had to suppress it and stay silent.

She didn't eat much during the meal.

She was in low spirits, so she went back to her room and lay down to rest.

The sunlight was just nice at that moment.

Snowball lay curled up under the window ledge, napping.

Gazing at the flowers blooming outside, Olivia felt sleepy.

She slowly closed her eyes.

She had a very long dream.

In the dream, she saw some familiar faces.

Like old friends, they gathered around her and chatted with her.

Olivia slept for a long time.

Ethan stayed by her side all the time, quietly waiting for judgment when she woke up.

For him, those 24 hours seemed to drag out forever.

When it was almost daybreak, Olivia woke up from her dreams.

She panted heavily, feeling as if someone was strangling her in her dreams.

She felt extremely uncomfortable.

Her memories were stuck in the image of when Ethan forcefully injected drugs into her.

When she suddenly opened her eyes, she met the same gaze she had seen in her dreams.

In the past, there was a cold determination in his eyes.

But now, he was looking at her carefully.

His throat was a little dry because he had stayed up all night.

"Liv."

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