Female Novel
Chapter 1129
Mason was nice to Olivia, but he had never thought of letting her be his daughter-in-law.
He felt upset when he saw Tatiana being so against the idea. She was behaving as if Olivia were some
sort of trash.
"Vanessa is a famous miracle doctor. She's not that bad."
"Didn't you hear what Krystal said? Vanessa already had a child, and the baby had green eyes. Her
husband is probably from some other race.
"My son wouldn't fancy some secondhand trash who comes with a child."
Mason slammed his fist on the table. "Tatiana, you'd better watch your mouth. I've never had such
intentions.
"I was just being kind to her since she has saved my life, and she doesn't have a family of her own.
Moreover, with her current fame, she doesn't lack any money.
"She was right. No matter how rich someone is, they'll still be afraid of getting sick. They don't even
dare to offend her lest she refuses to perform surgery on them!
"She didn't have to come and treat me at all. Do you think that she's dying to stay here or something?"
Seeing that Mason was furious, Tatiana finally softened her voice. "Mason, I was just worried that you
might have such thoughts. If you don't, then that's fine.
"Come on, don't be mad. We're a married couple, so do you still not know me well enough? Are you
truly cruel enough to make me sleep in that cold room tonight?"
Mason said, "If you don't lead by example, your daughter won't learn to respect others either. My
decision is final. I will never take back my words."
No matter what Tatiana said, she couldn't get Mason to change his mind. In the end, she snorted.
"Mason, you're something!"
She slammed her door on her way out. Krystal had truly taken after her mother in terms of temper.
She pretended to be a gentle and gracious woman in front of others, but she was still an arrogant
young lady at the core.
Mason let out a light sigh. He walked up to the study desk, retrieving a painting from a secret
compartment in the desk.
The painting depicted a person. Even though it was a monochrome painting, the person in the painting
was very lifelike.novelbin
In the painting, a young woman was sitting on a branch as she gazed up at the sky. She looked quite
mischievous and adorable.
Mason whispered, "Are you still alive, Nat? I didn't mean to leave you behind back then. You must be
so mad at me, right?"
The paper was already yellowing. Reaching out, Mason kept stroking the woman's face.
His thoughts traveled back in time to that turbulent age.
Olivia took a nice bath. She was drying her hair when she received a request to start a video call with
Ethan.
As soon as the call went through, Ethan noticed that Olivia was in the bathroom.
He lowered his voice, saying, "Liv …"
He sounded as pitiful as he could get. "I can't hold you tonight. Did you miss me?"
Olivia leaned against the basin with her bathrobe casually hanging on her body. A large portion of her
chest was exposed.
After giving birth thrice, her waist was still slender and smooth without any stretch marks. But her chest
had gotten much larger than before. So, she looked extra seductive with her chest half-covered.
"Nope."
"You're so cruel."
"Hah. Aren't you quite busy these days?" Olivia peered at the background of Ethan's screen. He was
still in the brightly lit study.
Olivia felt that it wasn't a bad idea for her to be away. Ethan would then focus all his effort on work.
"Yes, I'm quite busy, but I miss you even more."
"It's not safe for me outside. If Yale finds out my identity, I'll become a burden to you."
"You were never a burden to me."
Ethan paused for a moment. "I have two more days to go before I can see you. How am I supposed to
survive this?"
Olivia chuckled. "Two days? How are you so sure?"
"The Heath family will be holding a small-scale banquet in two days. I'll be attending it."