C17 Don't Think I Care about You

After placing Olivia's body in the mortuary, Ryan Hale went to a nearby cosmetic store.

He did not really understand. He told the guide that he wanted the most complete and the best.

The guide was happy to have such a straightforward customer and also so handsome. He could not help being envious. "You gave her a girlfriend?"

"Sort of." Ryan Hale nodded.

After he left, he could hear a few shop assistants surrounding him and saying that they were envious of the girl he gave her.

The bitterness in Ryan Hale's heart surged into his mouth, and he felt bitter.

Then he went to the women's clothing store and bought a tender yellow dress.

This kind of youthful and beautiful color was suitable for her.

People needed to wear bright clothes, and their mood would be affected.

These three years, Olivia always wore dark clothes. It was as if she felt that she was not good enough and did not deserve to dress up.

Ryan Hale wiped the blood off Olivia's face and asked a nurse who was familiar with her to put on a dress for her.

He opened the packaging of the makeup and looked at the instructions to use it. He figured out how to use it and the sequence in which it was used. He personally put on makeup for her.

Maybe it was due to his heart, or maybe it was due to his heart. A person with strong learning ability would learn everything very quickly. Even if it was the first time he had applied makeup on a girl, Ryan Hale still looked like a decent person.

Olivia was lying there. At first glance, she looked like she was in a deep sleep.

"Have a good rest, Sleeping Beauty."

This time, no one disturbed you. Be it the witch who cursed you or the prince who could kiss you...

Ryan Hale pulled on the white cloth and covered his face. Just like that, he sat quietly at the side, allowing time to pass.

Until Josiah came over.

"Ryan Hale, Olivia, in the end..."

Seeing the outline of the human figure under the white cloth, Josiah's throat seemed to be choked by something. He could not utter another word.

"She's here." Ryan Hale pointed.

Josiah did not look. He looked around.

"Olivia, stop playing! Do you hear me?"

What replied him was the echo again.

The morgue was not small, but it could be seen clearly. There was no way to hide anyone.

"You don't think that a living person can be hidden in those freezer cases, do you?" Ryan Hale asked blankly.

This was the second floor underground, but it was like a different world from the outside.

Even the two living people who were in it did not feel very popular.

Because there were even more dead people here.

"If you don't look, you won't be able to see it in the future. The corpse can't stay here for too long. I will quickly cremate it..."

Josiah's eyes were bloodshot. He stared at Ryan Hale, trying to find traces of a play.

He probably couldn't hold back his laughter in his heart.

Did they want to see him in such a sorry state and care about Olivia?

"Are you afraid? In any case, you are putting on a show for Olivia. " Isn't it just what you want when she's dead? "

Josiah's blood red eyes moved to the white cloth, trying to find even a trace of fluctuation.

It was just Ryan Hale cooperating with Olivia to scare him. He liked her and was willing to do anything ridiculous.

Olivia once liked to confirm her love for her the most.

Whether it was before or after marriage.

When she was in love, she felt very insecure. She always liked to confirm it over and over again.

Whether it was words or actions.

Josiah endured his boredom and tried his best to be good to her.

When a man had other motives, he was surprised how good his acting skills were.

Until the night of the wedding, he cruelly exposed that he was acting.

Olivia did not believe him. She persistently asked, probed, and found evidence of his love.

"Even if it is revenge, you are not interested in me at all? Even if it is only a minute..."

Every time Josiah would firmly deny it, he would coldly look at Olivia's pain, breakdown, and self-loathing.

Once, Olivia got a taxi and got into a car accident. She broke her head and received a heavy phone call from a doctor. He rushed to the hospital.

Her head was wrapped in gauze. The first thing she saw when she saw him was the first thing she did. "Josiah, you still care about me. I knew it!"

Josiah coldly said, "I just don't want you to die too quickly." He turned around and left.

Olivia cried, "Can't you really forgive me?"

He sneered, "You are sentenced to death here."

He did not want her to have any more boring fantasies and Josiah began to bring Evelyn Madden home.

He had forgotten when it would start. Olivia would never ask again and would never play childish games.

It was not that she did not know how to play. She wanted to see his reaction. She wanted to know if he cared about her at all.

Heh, don't even think that I would care about you.

"Olivia, don't you find it unlucky to lie in a place like this?" Josiah said as he lifted the white cloth.