Chapter 143

It was already the next day when Olivia woke up. Zyla finished making soup and had entered the room when Olivia sat up in bed with a horrified look on her face, shouting, "Give it back!" Zyla put the porridge aside. "Sis Liv, what happened? You kept saying, 'Give it back' last night." Olivia pressed her lips together and looked away. "What else did I say?" "A ring or something. You kept saying, 'Give it back,' and nothing else. I asked you, and you didn't say. But you were crying the whole time. You scared me." "Sorry..." "Sis Liv, you can tell me anything. It's better than holding it in." Olivia looked up and forced a smile, saying, "Okay, got it." Suddenly, she remembered yesterday. "Who sent me back yesterday?" "I don't know. I didn't see... By the time I got back, you were already back and were having an IV drip." Olivia frowned and held her head as she carefully recalled yesterday. However, the voice and the figure were vague, and the smell was familiar to her—It smelle