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Chapter 85
Olivia did not come back to her senses even after John was long gone.
Her tears were frozen on her face, and her heart was in so much despair it felt like it had died.
She had walked out of prison, but she was not sure if John would soon put her back in there.
What could she do to get the Larson’s Residence back?
She could not investigate the truth of her parent’s death, she could not save Uncle Wallace, and she had
no way of seeing lan again….
Olivia bit her tongue until it bled, then she sat up on the bed, blinking. She looked down at her lower
abdomen. She could not choose death now, since there was another life inside of her.
What could she do?
Suddenly, her phone rang. Olivia’s head snapped to look at the phone.
It was a calendar notification that said ‘Mom’s death anniversary‘.
Her heart tugged painfully as she reached out to dismiss the notification. She smiled bitterly. How could
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshe have forgotten about her mother’s death anniversary? She was indeed a very bad child.
Olivia got up and changed her clothes. She washed up briefly, popped a painkiller, and went out.
She got a taxi to town, bought two bouquets of flowers, and headed to the cemetery.
It had been a long time since she last visited Mom and Dad.
It was a gloomy day today, and it was very damp in the cemetery. It almost looked like there was a fog
present from the cold, wet air surrounding her.
After walking through a long stretch of path through rows of tombstones, she thought to herself, ‘Should I
get myself a plot of land here in the cemetery?”
Suddenly, Olivia stopped dead in her tracks and looked toward her mother’s tomb. There was a fresh.
bouquet of carnation flowers before it. Olivia immediately looked around to scan her surroundings.
She had not seen any cars or anyone else when she arrived. The bouquet of flowers was really fresh. It
looked like it had been placed there today itself.
Who could it be?
Johnny?
However, he had just shunned her for being dirty and yelled at her for being unworthy, so why would he
come and visit her mother?
When they were in their honeymoon period, John would accompany her here all the time, but he had not
come for the past two years.
Olivia thought back. For the past two years, there had been no flowers before the tombstone. Was it
because she had come a little later than usual this year?
It looked like she could only look through the security footage later.
Hans Larson’s tombstone was right beside her mother’s. That was what Hans requested before he died.
Olivia separated the pair of bouquets and placed each of them on their respective tombstones. She
caressed the picture on the stone and chuckled lightly. “Sorry I was a little late today, Mom and Dad. I’m
doing well. Please don’t worry about me.
“Oh, yes, I’m pregnant now. I don’t know if the child will be a boy or a girl.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs Olivia was speaking, she looked at her mother’s picture, which had been taken when her mother was
younger. She was smiling kindly. Olvia’s eyes were filled with tears as she sobbed, “Mom, I miss you…
She wanted to cry out to her mother, but….
Her mother would probably not want to hear all of her sob stories, so Olivia held back her tears and
used.
cry. Mom. the back of her hand to wipe her eyes. She sniffled and said with a smile, “I won’t
“Mom, I’ve discovered something weird about your death. Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll avenge you, and I won’t
let Dad die in vain either!
When she thought about Uncle Wallace, Olivia was upset.
To this day, she had still not found Uncle Wallace’s body. Even if she were to do something in
remembrance of him, she could only set a tombstone with an empty grave.
If Uncle Wallace had not helped her, he would not have ended so tragically.
However, this was not the time to feel sad and guilty. Olivia stood up, looked longingly at the two
tombstones, and said, “Dad, Mom, I’ll come to visit again soon.”
Right after she left the cemetery, she went straight to the security office. The undertaker was watering his
plants. After seeing Olivia, he adjusted his glasses and said, “You’re here, Miss Larson.”
No one knew better than him who was coming to visit the graves.
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