Chapter 287
After Olivia came out of John’s ward, she sprinted back to her ward.
As soon as she returned, she closed the door, leaned against it, and wept.
She thought she did not care anymore, but it was all a lie.
After seeing the interaction between John and Dorothy earlier, she felt a stinging pain in her heart as if
it was about to stop beating.
She felt useless for shedding tears for that man.
She probably had cried so hard that her lungs ached, and the smell of blood surged from her throat
again.
She covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom. She turned on the tap and dipped her face into the
cold water.
She had no right to cry when she had not retrieved her parents’ remains.
When she emerged from the bathroom, she did not expect to look up and see Dorothy standing at the
door sneering at her.
Olivia’s expression sank. “What are you doing here?”
“What do you think I’m doing here?” Dorothy folded her arms, looked at her pale face, and said
contemptuously, “I’m here to see you make a fool of yourself, of course. It seems you’re crying. Are you
sad because of Johnny? Or the remains of those two old-timers?”
“Is it really you?”
“Yes, of course, it’s me.”
“You!” Olivia looked at Dorothy with scarlet eyes and raised her hand to hit her, but she lowered her
arm in the end. “What do you want to do this time?”
Last time, Dorothy failed when she used Uncle Wallace’s body to threaten her to surrender and get a
divorce.
She would probably go more outrageous this time.
Dorothy sneered and pointed to her face. “Why don’t you slap me? Are you scared?
“Oh, I know. Are you afraid Johnny will find out and give you trouble? That’s true. Johnny only believes
me and not you. Slap me if you can, but I won’t tell you where the remains are!”
With that said, Dorothy smiled dismissively. “You got it easy last time. How can I let go of
my hatred with them only turning into ashes? This time, I’m going to make sure your parents won’t
even have ashes left. It’s best…”
Before she could finish, she felt a slap.
Dorothy froze as she covered her burning cheek and said angrily, “How dare you slap
me?”
“Of course! You told me to slap you. Why wouldn’t I do it?”
Then Olivia slapped Dorothy again. “Just like you said, you won’t tell me where the remains are, and
you won’t even treat them with respect anyway. Why should I be polite to you?”
“You!”
Dorothy gritted her teeth. “Olivia Larson, you asked for it!”
With that said, she was about to leave when Olivia grabbed her and slammed her against the wall.
“Give me back my parents! Or I’ll kill you!”
Dorothy sneered at this. “You slapped me twice and expect me to give them back to you? Dream on!”
Olivia was clear that Dorothy would have done the same thing even if she had not slapped her.
Therefore, there was no need to endure it. However, she could not leave her parents”
remains alone.
“Didn’t you take my parents’ remains to threaten me? It’s no use holding it if you don’t threaten me. But
I’ll kill you if you destroy my parents!”
Olivia had a murderous look in her eyes, and Dorothy believed her.
“Let me go! I’ll let you know the terms when I figure them out.”
As soon as Olivia let go, Dorothy ran away.
Back in her room, Dorothy shuddered as she remembered the look in Olivia’s eyes. She hated Olivia’s
murderous look.
This time, she had to go big and crush Olivia.
She wanted her to be doomed eternally and never get back up again!
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