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Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Chapter 563
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Chapter 558

The next morning, Olivia entered Jeff’s room one last time. She stared at the bedridden man, who was

skin and bone.

His muscles had shrunken, and his face was haggard.

The pungent smell of medicine lingered in the air.

Olivia didn’t have the courage to enter the room before this.

She was aware that the day she made up her mind would be the day she bid farewell.

Thick layers of snow filled the yard after a snowy night.

Olivia drew the thick curtains to open the window, letting the sunlight and wind in.

“Dad, I bet it’s been a long time since you last got some fresh air outside. It’s winter again. It’s

snowing.”

Although Olivia’s right hand wasn’t as sensitive as her left hand, she could make simple movements

with it.

She scooped the snow and began molding it into a snow rabbit.

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“I remember you’d always have snow fights and build a snowman with me in the yard whenever it

snowed. Your craftsmanship is always on point.

“I once said that when you’re old, I will push you in a wheelchair so that we can have a snow fight and

build a snowman. But I guess we can’t anymore.

“Dad, you’ve always been the young and handsome father to me. But today, I suddenly realized that

you’re already old. Your shoulders aren’t as broad as before. It has been tough for you to come this far,

right?”

She cried while smiling. “Sorry for making you stay again and again because of my selfishness. I won’t

do the same now. I’m going to set you free, Dad.”

Her tears fell onto Jeff’s face. “Actually, I found out that you’re not my biological father some time ago.

But so what? To me, you will always be my father.

“Even if you’re no longer by my side, I will keep those memories I had with you and the lessons you

taught me to guide me ahead.”

As she finished bedding farewell, the doctors swarmed the room. “Mrs. Miller.”

Tears pooled in her eyes as she said, “Do it.”

Someone switched the ventilator off while someone removed the tubes from Jeff one by one.

Olivia placed the snow rabbit on Jeff’s palm.

“I love you, Dad.”

The warm sheen of sunlight caressed his palm, slowly melting the snow rabbit.

His skinny fingers slightly tightened as though he was trying to hold the snow rabbit.

A tear trickled down from the corner of his eye. It was his last farewell to Olivia.

“You don’t have to worry about me. I know what I’m going to do. I will live well.”

His heartbeat stopped, and there was a smile on his face.

He finally let it go, and so did she.

She should’ve done that earlier, but she made him stay. She was making him stay with no dignity until

today.

Ethan held her shoulder, cooing, “Don’t be sad.”

“I’m not. I’m happy.”

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Jeff might have a new life soon. But Olivia hoped that he could live a happy life in his next lifetime.

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His funeral was a simple one. Only Olivia’s close acquaintances knew about it.

Her grandparents had passed away a long time ago. That made her uncles and aunts the only visitors.

These relatives had cut ties with Olivia’s family the moment they were announced bankrupt. Even

though the relatives paid a visit to the funeral, none of them were genuine.

They previously heard that she got married to someone in secret and spoke ill of her behind her back.

They claimed that she had a filthy private life, messing around with men and getting married in the end

because of pregnancy.

Jeff didn’t inform them because he was afraid that it would be an embarrassment.

Now that they found out that Ethan was her ex-husband, they regretted it so much.

They faked tears at the funeral, trying to get close to Olivia.

However, Kelvin and Brent got in their way before they could get closer to her. No one could come near

her.

Snowflakes were dancing in the air. She was dressed in black as Ethan stood next to her, holding an

umbrella to shelter her from the snow.

She knelt before the gravestone, praying again and again.

“Dear God, may Jeff Fordham rest in peace and have his wish granted