Sometimes, one couldn't sympathize with the pain unless one experienced it first-hand.

Olivia had gotten over it. It happened such a long time ago.

She still loved Ethan, and they had four children together.

Near-death experiences and the reunion with her true family taught her how valuable a family was.

Instead of wasting time on revenge, she'd rather cherish the present.

She cherished what she had right now more than anyone else. It wasn't easy for her to come this far.

However, the people around her didn't think the same way. The Fordhams wouldn't be able to forgive Ethan even if he were to kill himself multiple times over.

Ethan knelt in the yard the whole night.

When Olivia told him to stop, he merely said, "Liv, I want to marry you and give you a grand wedding. The marriage won't be perfect without your parents' blessings. I'll ask for your family's forgiveness no matter what it takes."

"Why?" She sighed.

"I had this coming. As long as you're alive and you're still w