Even After Death Novel (Olivia) novel Chapter 971

Chapter 971

Krystal was dumbfounded. Why wasn’t she playing by the rules?

“Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think you’re in a TV show?” Wendy mocked.

“Get lost. Don’t make a mess of my place!” she yelled as she covered Willow’s eyes with her hand.

“Don’t look at her. You’ll soil your eyes.”

Krystal returned to the room, drenched from head to toe.

She cursed aloud, “Who does that weird old hag think she is? She could’ve just said she wasn’t going to help! What did she pour all over me anyway? Why does it stink so much?”

Kelvin pinched his nose and backed away. “Stay away, Krystal. I think that’s probably urine that has been stored for a long time. I’m sure you wouldn’t want Mr. Miller to faint from the stench.”

Krystal was almost in tears. “Urine? How could she pour urine on me?”

Joel sighed. “If I remember correctly, urine is used to ward off the evil spirits here.”

“But I’m a living and breathing human being. Why would she use urine to drive me away?”

“It’s all because you ran your mouth. Aunt Wendy was perfectly fine at first. Her attitude changed when you said you were Mr. Miller’s fiancée.”

“Has she lost her mind because no one ever wanted her? That’s how it goes in TV shows. The people in the shows are usually moved by the woman’s sincerity and help her husband out. How would I know she’d be completely different?”

Not only did Krystal fail to move Wendy, but she was even doused with urine. Such misfortune.

For some reason, Chris couldn’t help but feel like he’d seen this little girl somewhere before. The little girl bore a resemblance to Olivia.

However, her resemblance to Olivia was miniscule. Her features revealed her mixed heritage.

“Is your name Willow? Chris asked gently as he knelt with his hands on his knees.

Willow walked past him as if she hadn’t heard him and went straight to Ethan.

Ethan could only vaguely see the outline of a young girl. He reached out slowly. He couldn’t see the girl’s features clearly due to his impaired vision, but he instinctively felt close to her.

He then felt a soft touch on his palm. Her hand was so small and soft, just like Connor’s when he was younger.

However, he had forgotten what Connor looked like when he was younger after so much time. All he remembered was that he was very small and fragile.

Willow gently held his hand.