Ethan tried to picture himself asking Olivia to bear his child again. He could see her with her arms crossed.

She would say with an icy smile, "A baby? Sure, as soon as you or your sister is dead."

Most of their conversations lately had become like that.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

"Why are you here if you're still alive?"

"The weather is nice today. Why don't you die? Is it because you haven't found a suitable burial spot?"

"Ethan, I saw a nice spot today. You should be buried there."

"If you don't want to die alone, why don't we do it together? Would you feel better about dying then?"

Ethan could only see mocking smiles on her face. The love she once had was gone entirely.

Even so, he was content. At least he could still see her every day.

After Ethan had finished helping with Jeff's rehabilitation, he went to Olivia's room again.

He saw her putting her hand on her stomach when he walked in.

She was talking inaudibly and had a gentle smile on her face.

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