Chapter 133. Your Wish Is My Command

Olivia's POV

I was back in the bedroom, and I was alone. My father's ash jar was cradled on my lap, and I was staring into empty space.

The door creaked open, but I didn't turn to see who it was.

I felt a gentle pressure beside me, and two large hands took the ash jar for my grasp and placed it back on the shelf where it belonged.

“Olivia, are you…”

“André, I am fine. There's just a lot to think about. But I assure you that I'm okay.”

André pulled me into an embrace but immediately pulled away and looked at me in concern.

“Olivia, you are burning hot! Are you alright?”

The truth was that I was having my crazy fever and headache again, the same one that I had felt in the morning. At least now I was certain that it wasn't morning sickness.

André's eyes were wide as he looked at me with concern.

“Olivia? Talk to me”

I exhaled and turned to him. I placed my hand on his and rubbed it affectionately.

“André, I want yo