Olivia wondered why she would relate an honest man like Logan to Ethan.

"Do you like cats?"

"Yeah. I had a pet cat back in my hometown when I was young. But we never fed it anything special, just leftovers."

Olivia had been putting on a stiff expression on most days, but she finally smiled at that moment.

"If you like it, you should play with it more often. Kittens have a lot of energy, and I am sick. So I can't play with Snowball too much."

Olivia's legs were still in bad condition. She still couldn't crouch. If she moved too much, she would start to feel dizzy.

It was a good thing Snowball was very well-behaved near her. It would lay quietly on her things and keep her company.

Logan scratched his head. "If you don't mind, Ms. Fordham. I can take care of Snowball."

"Thanks for putting up with my requests."'

"It's no trouble at all. Are you going to be sitting here for some more time?" Logan looked at her.

"Yeah."

"One moment."

Logan went to the living room, took a blan