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Chapter 9
When I saw Olivia miscarry, I was somewhat surprised.
After taking those herbs to prevent pregnancy for so many years, she’d still managed to conceive.
And Ethan had killed his own child with his own hands. Truly, it was karma.
Olivia’s face was smeared with tears. She screamed with heart–wrenching agony.
“Ethan, are you happy now?”
“You think Vivian really loved you? She never belonged here. Dying was the best thing that could have happened to her.”
Her eyes flickered. Envy slipped through before she could hide it.
Ethan was still stunned by the sight of her miscarriage. When he heard these strange words, he frowned.
“Have you lost your mind? What nonsense are you talking about?”
Blood was still flowing from beneath Olivia’s skirt. She struggled to prop herself up and glared at him.
“None of us belong here. The system gave us tasks–different ones. Vivian had no mind of her own. She just did whatever
the system told her. But I refused.”
“I was born to be above all this. Why should I take orders from something that’s not even human?”
“But in the end… I can’t go home.”
She looked down at her skirt, then at her own hands.
Too much blood on these hands. I can’t go home.”
Ethan didn’t understand most of what she said, but he picked out certain details.
He lunged forward, grabbing her shoulders,
“You said Vivian went home. Home where? Back to the Shaws?”
But the Shaw family was all in prison. No one was left.
Olivia looked at him with a strange smile and didn’t answer.
Ethan grew impatient. He tightened his grip.
“Tell me. Where is Vivian really?”
Suddenly, Olivia coughed up blood and slumped over.
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Lo que él despreció es la dueña de la fortuna que él ansia.
“Ethan. I regret it so much. You’re such a worthless man. Why did I bother fighting Vivian over you?”
“I want to go home.”
I watched all of this coldly. My heart felt nothing.
Everything that had happened was what Olivia deserved.
In the second before she died, she seemed to see me. She raised her hand weakly, trying to grab hold of me.
Ethan was still pressing her for answers about where I was. But when he saw this, he stopped.
“Vivian? Is that you?”
Ethan couldn’t see me. But Olivia could.
It was too late.
“I… want to go home…”
With those words, she died.
Losing that much blood from the miscarriage, combined with the emotional shock–Olivia couldn’t hold on.
When Ethan realized she wasn’t responding, he kept shaking her, refusing to accept it.
“You can’t die yet. You haven’t told me where Vivian is. You can’t die!”
Olivia showed no reaction at all.
