The Beginning Of All Sins

Unfazed by Olivia’s single–word response, Tyler walked over to her. “I saw the ultrasound photo,” he said

as he took off his coat.

Olivia wanted to know what he thought about it, but he didn’t say more and just mentioned, “I have to work tonight, so you should get some rest.”

He walked to the cabinet next. When he opened it, he saw a stack of gifts. Olivia told him, “Our relatives gave these to us.”

Tyler looked at the gifts, took out some of his clothes, and then went to his study.

Olivia asked softly, “How’s Naomi?” She kept her eyes down, looking at her feet. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Tyler stopped and turned to face her when he heard her question. “She’s stable for now,” he replied.

Olivia didn’t respond.

Seeing her quiet, Tyler left the room and headed to the study. Olivia closed her eyes and crossed her legs.

Alisa, who was standing at the door, was surprised to see him leave so quickly.

Downstairs, Maisy and Ana were looking up. Ana seemed uncomfortable, and Maisy appeared upset.

Olivia sat still and silent in the room. Alisa felt sorry for her, not understanding why Tyler was so cold to

her. She was just a young woman.

That night, Tyler didn’t come back to their room. Alisa waited until about one in the morning. After seeing the lights in the study turn off, she quietly went in and turned off the bedroom lights.

The house was dark, but Olivia lay awake with a tear rolling down her cheek. The maid didn’t see that and thought Olivia was asleep, so she left the room.

The next morning, everyone was at the breakfast lable. Olivia sat next to Tyler.

Maisy noticed how pale Olivia looked and sighed.

Ana told the maid to put some protein in front of Olivia and then looked at Tyler. “Why did you sleep in the

study?”

Tyler was eating bacon and answered, “I was working late, so I stayed there,” He took another bite,

showing little concern for Ana’s question.

Ana pressed on, “Really? Since when do you sleep anywhere so casually?”

Maisy, worried they might start fighting, intervened. “Tyler, Olivia is four months pregnant, so please take

care of her. She’s young and needs to feel safe.”

Tyler heard the concern in his grandma’s voice, which was softer than his mom’s. He replied

nonchalantly, “Okay, I will.” It sounded like he wasn’t taking it seriously.

Then, Tyler put an egg on Olivia’s plate and told her, “Eat this.”