Female Novel
Chapter 1121
Olivia's voice was like a gentle breeze that swept all the tension away. Even the frown on Mason's face
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When Mason was angry, people who knew him would never approach him. Even Tatiana wouldn't go to
him when he was enraged.
Ethan thought Mason would ask Olivia to go away. Instead, Mason said calmly, "Come in."
Olivia opened the door and walked in. She pretended not to know Ethan.
"You're here, too, Mr. Miller. It's a good thing I made plenty. Stay and try some."
It was obvious to Ethan that Olivia had deliberately come in at the nick of time to save him. Her acting
had become very convincing.
"I have something else I need to do. I won't disturb Mr. Heath's rest anymore."
"Alright. You can try some next time, then."
Olivia put the cake on the table and went to the tea table. "What tea do you want to drink, Mr. Heath?"
The fluidity of Olivia's motions entranced Mason as she prepared the tea. Some long-forgotten
memories emerged in his mind again.
His expression grew more complicated after he ate a piece of the angel food cake.
Since she didn't get a response, Olivia turned around to look at Mason and asked again, "Mr. Heath?"
Mason snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry, I spaced out."
Olivia had eyes that looked like a certain someone.
Mason figured the reason why he lost his composure was probably the cake. It tasted very familiar. It
reminded him of an old acquaintance.
"What about Darjeeling tea?"
"Sure."
Mason had already recovered to the point where he could take a couple of steps off the bed.
Olivia wanted to help him up, but he waved her away.
"No need. I can do this myself. I need the exercise, or else I might really become a cripple."
"Sure. Although your recovery is coming along well, you're still at an advanced age. Your body is not
what it used to be. You need to be careful."
"Vanessa, do you have any family?"
Olivia shook her head. "I don't know, maybe. But I don't know where they are."
"Mr. Heath, are you not going to eat the cake? Does it taste bad?"
This was a recipe that Penny taught her. Penny was rarely ever in her right mind.
But when she was, she would tell Olivia about the past and about the stories of her and Ms. Nat.
She told Olivia about the cherry tree next to the gate. She used to love making angel food cakes for
Ms. Nat.
This recipe was something she taught Olivia step by step.
"No, it tastes very authentic. It's just like the one I ate many years ago."
Olivia didn't think too much about it since she figured that the older generation shared a lot of similar
tastes.
"I've never seen you eat any cherries. If you don't like them, I won't cook with them anymore."
"No, I like it."
Mason's expression darkened. It wasn't that he didn't like the cake.
It was because he liked it too much, so much so that he didn't even dare to recall memories of that
person.
Even after so many years, he still had a place in his heart for that person that no one could take.
"What's wrong, Mr. Heath?"
"I'm fine. Since you made so much, you should eat some, too. You don't have to be too uptight when
you're here.
"I'm probably around the age of your grandfather. If you don't mind, you can call me grandpa."
Olivia was stunned. "How can that be? If anyone else heard it, they would think I was disrespectful to
you."
"It's not the medieval times now, is it? It's just that when I look at you, some memories of mine come
rushing back. If only …"