Novel & Cerita Even After Death Olivia Fordham

Hence, I happily drove her to the city hall again. This time, we had already reached the registration counter and were about to take out our documents when I heard a commotion behind me. “What are you doing? This is trespassing!” Olivia and I turned around and saw Martin showing up with Teddy’s dead body. He was crying when he ran toward us. “Olivia, is your marriage that important? Why did you leave Teddy alone in the clinic? You weren’t even there for him when he crossed the rainbow bridge!”

I only stared at the blood on his hands in fear and instinctively shrank away. He only smiled again and put down a cupcake before leaving. “Wait for me. Once the storm weathers out, I’ll come back to visit you.” Those were his final words to me. We never met again after that. But that sweet cupcake and his boyish smile remained deeply etched in my memories. Whenever I had a dream, they would surface. The first time I learned that Samantha and the others died, I knew that Mark had killed them. I thought he would not be caught. That was why I had fearlessly danced around the bush with the police, but things had become different.

Olivia sat on the leather couch with one leg crossed over the other, dressed in black silk, a wine glass resting lazily between her fingers. She looked...beautiful but out of place. She looked like she had just attended a funeral of a dear one. My eyes scanned the room before landing on hers. "What is this?” I asked. She didn’t look at me immediately. Instead, she swirled the wine once before finally lifting those sharp eyes to mine. “I was waiting for you.” She replied. The flames crackled softly between us and I shut the door behind me. “In my office and in mourning clothes?”

However, Olivia became a person who was included in the word 'rare'. Tonight, Olivia suddenly visits her parents' funeral. Actually, he could leave the next day. However, longing cannot be reduced, let alone prevented. Carrying the master flower bag filled with seven flower shapes and rosewater, Olivia stepped forward. Luckily, the burial place of his parents is not too far from the main gate of the Public Cemetery, so the light can still be dim. Olivia looked sadly at the two mounds of dirt where her parents were. "Mother, father…." Olivia rubbed the graves of her parents one by one.

Olivia suddenly stood to her feet, she wiped her face with both hands. “His Will should be read after his burial. And before his burial, I want an autopsy carried out, I'm finding it hard to believe that he died just like that.” Fred had a slight frown on his face, he equally stood up trying to get Olivia's words under control. “No dear, that would bring a lot of drama. The doctors confirmed that my father had died of a heart attack, and I think it's fair if we also hold the burial in the next two days..” Fred suggested, his wife and daughter nodded in approval, they all turned to look at Olivia awaiting her response.

“Liv, I don’t blame you for not trusting me. I’m worried about you… Someone must have done this intentionally, and I am worried they might hurt you.” Olivia sat on the chair by the bed. “John, this isn’t important anymore. I came to bid you farewell.” Instantly, John felt his heart skip a beat, and he looked at her in disbelief. “What… do you mean by that?” Olivia licked her dry lips before looking at him. “Oliver is dead. Pursuing this matter was pointless, regardless of what he did before. As for Hera…” She chuckled and said, “It doesn’t matter even if you date her. I was too impulsive before this.”

Olivia said as she cried profusely Ella couldn't respond as she dropped dead in the hands of Olivia Smith. George Roland's plan finally succeeded as Ella died in the hands of Olivia Smith, the mission for revenge had become toxic and deadly.

I whimper as I look at her soulless body. "I didn't get the chance to get close to you as much as I wish we would have been, but you've been such a great person to me. You are really irreplaceable. Rest in peace, Olivia," Evelyn says through her tears. "I wanted to make you my wife, I wanted to give you your dream wedding, I wanted to give you a beautiful fairy tale life, but you were gone so soon, Liv. I will never forget you, Livia. I will forever be in love with you," Roland cries, not caring about his image. Her death will always be a dark spot in our life, we will never be able to erase her memory from our lives; she is simply unforgettable. We watch as Olivia's casket gets lowered and

" When she said this, Vivian herself didn't even notice that her eyes were fluttering, and her body betrayed her heart. Winston stared at Vivian's face. "Of course not. She, a betrayer, got no gut to come back." Vivian subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. However, everyone was surprised by Winston's words. "I got the DNA test results. "The deceased is Aryanna."

she muttered, as if unable to accept it. She turned to look at my corpse again, yet not a single tear fell. She tried desperately to find proof that it wasn't me. But the moment she saw my pale, bluish face, she couldn't help but retch. "Ms. Saddler, it seems you've confirmed this is Ms. Flora Saddler," the officer said from the side, unable to hold back. He took out a document and placed it in front of her. "If so, please sign. The funeral home is waiting to carry out the cremation."