Chapter 395

However, she could not reach him after all. The knife did not sab John. Startled, John reflexively held her hand. "Liv..." "John, what are you doing here?" Just then, Zac burst in, dragged John out, and shut the door behind him. Zac hurried back to the bed, snatched the knife from Olivia's hand, and put it aside. He consoled softly, "It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared." Olivia looked up blankly at him as if she had just come to herself. A tear rolled down the corner of her eye to the corner of her mouth. It was bitter and astringent. It was the second time she had tried to kill John. How did their love and her 17 years of love turn into this? Did one of them have to die to end this nonsense? Feeling sorry, Zac cradled her in his arms and patted her on the back. "Liv, it's okay. I've got you. Don't be afraid." It was a long time before Olivia cried her heart out in his arms. ... John looked a little punch-drunk after he was kicked out of the ward. He felt Olivia's