Chapter 47
She failed to save Uncle Wallace, and she could not abandon Uncle Wallace's body.
He was the person who watched her grow up and her last elder and family....
Olivia's tears started to flow when she thought about it.
She used to think of herself as a princess living in the castle. She lived in luxury and was doted on and spoiled. She never thought she would lose everything one day.
"Olivia?"
Zac nudged her arm.
Olivia instantly came to herself and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. With a wry smile, she said, "I'm fine. I'm just sad because Uncle Wallace is dead... I'm really fine."
Zac frowned, feeling a little heartbroken for some reason.
'Why is she always so stubborn? Why won't she ask me for help?'
However, come to think of it, what was their relationship?
"Rest well. Don't overthink it. I will help you replace Uncle Wallace..."
"No thanks. You won't replace him."
Olivia pressed her lips together and looked up, trying to control her tears. "Dorothy won't let me replace him."
With that said, she snatched the apple from Zac's hand and bit it repeatedly. She stuffed her mouth full of apples. and could not help but cry again.
She chewed furiously. Then she wiped away her tears with her other hand and turned to look at Zac. "I'm sorry I'm crying again. I'm terrible."
In the end, she cried so much that she could not help herself. She did not know what she was crying about either.
Was she crying about Uncle Wallace's death, her parent's death, or her life and love?
She had no idea, but the tears would not stop.
Olivia could not help coughing a few times when her lungs twitched. She finished the apple in two bites and swallowed it with the pain. The sweetness of the apple juice mixed with the rustiness of the blood. It was an indescribable taste.
However, the discomfort made her feel better.
Maybe she was a bit of a masochist.
Zac tried to stop her several times but resisted after all.
"Liv, get a divorce if you're not happy. I'll help you.
"If you want to leave Ocean City, how about I help you leave and start over?"
Olivia wiped her face with a tissue and shook her head, saying, "Zac, I can't leave."
"Why? Are you still refusing to move on?"
Zac was a little guilty when he said that. It was because John saved her instead of him.
However, he was nervous for no reason. He did not want them to get back together.
"No, they still have my brother. And I haven't avenged my parents and Uncle Wallace. How can I leave?"
Zac opened his mouth but felt a lump in his throat. In the end, all he could say was, "Okay, let me know if you need my help. I'll help you. Your brother..."
"I'll take care of that myself, Mr. Quinton. You've helped me a lot, and I'm thankful."
"Alright."
Zac cleared the table and tucked Olivia in before saying slowly, "Get some rest. Let me know if you need
anything. I'm always here for you."
"Okay, thank you."
Olivia smiled, but it was a far-fetched smile that made
Zac even more heartbroken.
He nodded, turned, and hurried away.
He was afraid he would tell Olivia that he was taking her away if he stayed.
However, he had no right to do that.
Speaking of which, was he not an accomplice in those two years?
He never stopped John.
He had never cared about the truth. At the end of the day,
he needed to atone for his sins.
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