Even After Death Novel (Olivia) novel Chapter 1121

Olivia's voice was like a gentle breeze that swept all the tension away. Even the frown on Mason's face faded.

When Mason was angry, people who knew him would never approach him. Even Tatiana wouldn't go to him when he was enraged.

Ethan thought Mason would ask Olivia to go away. Instead, Mason said calmly, "Come in."

Olivia opened the door and walked in. She pretended not to know Ethan.

"You're here, too, Mr. Miller. It's a good thing I made plenty. Stay and try some."

It was obvious to Ethan that Olivia had deliberately come in at the nick of time to save him. Her acting had become very convincing.

"I have something else I need to do. I won't disturb Mr. Heath's rest anymore."

"Alright. You can try some next time, then."

Olivia put the cake on the table and went to the tea table. "What tea do you want to drink, Mr. Heath?"

The fluidity of Olivia's motions entranced Mason as she prepared the tea. Some long-forgotten memories emerged in his mind again.

His expression grew more complicated after he ate a piece of the angel food cake.

Since she didn't get a response, Olivia turned around to look at Mason and asked again, "Mr. Heath?"

Mason snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry, I spaced out."

Olivia had eyes that looked like a certain someone.

Mason figured the reason why he lost his composure was probably the cake. It tasted very familiar. It reminded him of an old acquaintance.

"What about Darjeeling tea?"

"Sure."

Mason had already recovered to the point where he could take a couple of steps off the bed.

Olivia wanted to help him up, but he waved her away.

"No need. I can do this myself. I need the exercise, or else I might really become a cripple."

"No, I like it."

Mason's expression darkened. It wasn't that he didn't like the cake.

It was because he liked it too much, so much so that he didn't even dare to recall memories of that person.

Even after so many years, he still had a place in his heart for that person that no one could take.

"What's wrong, Mr. Heath?"

"I'm fine. Since you made so much, you should eat some, too. You don't have to be too uptight when you're here.

"I'm probably around the age of your grandfather. If you don't mind, you can call me grandpa."

Olivia was stunned. "How can that be? If anyone else heard it, they would think I was disrespectful to you."

"It's not the medieval times now, is it? It's just that when I look at you, some memories of mine come rushing back. If only …"