The Beginning Of All Sins

Chapter 252

Chapter 252

Feeling horrible, Olivia lifted her head to look at Tyler. “Can | go downstairs? | feel sick from lying in bed so

much.”

“Let’s cat downstairs then,” Tyler suggested. He asked the maid to get the wheelchair ready.

The doctor had told Olivia to stay in bed, so Tyler was doing his best to prevent her from walking too much.

As soon as the wheelchair was brought over, Tyler gently lifted Olivia from the bed and placed her in it. She

looked a bit uncomfortable, leaning her head on his shoulder.

“Is this okay?” he checked with her after settling her into the wheelchair. He spoke gently, his voice close to her

ear.

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“Mm-hmm... I'm good,” Olivia replied quietly.

Only then did Tyler step back. He instructed the maid, “Bring her downstairs.”

The maid moved her carefully, making sure to avoid any bumps along the way. Tyler walked closely behind them.

Downstairs, Ana was waiting. Maisy was nowhere to be seen; she might still be upset. with him over the incident.

Tyler didn’t make much of it, casually asking, “Isn't Grandma coming to eat?”

“She said she’s tired and will eat in her room,” the maid informed him.

Tyler simply nodded.

Olivia sensed something was off but kept silent.

Ana handed her a bowl of soup, insisting more firmly this time, “You need to finish this.

No excuses.”

Tyler stared at the soup in front of her. The soup was awfully greasy.

However, Olivia understood that the baby might not be doing well because she was not eating well. After a

moment, she decided to finish the soup quickly. She knew she had to protect the baby, as it was crucial for

Naomi’s survival.

Seeing Olivia eat up, Ana was about to ask the maid for more.

“Okay, stop if you're full,” Tyler intervened.

The maid paused, looking between Ana and Tyler, who remained silent.

Feeling full from the heavy soup, Olivia wasn’t ready to go back upstairs. She thought a short walk outside might

be nice since it was such a lovely day.

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“My legs are swollen, Tyler. Can | walk around a bit?” she asked after the maid brought her outside.

Tyler looked at her, considering.

“Just for a little,” she added softly, almost pleading.

Knowing she shouldn't walk, Tyler still agreed, seeing how much she needed this.” Alright, but only for a short

time.”

She nodded, happy just to be on her feet.

The maid took Olivia to the garden, and when she stood up, Tyler helped her out of the wheelchair.

This time, he supported her in a more upright position. She instinctively held onto his shoulders, leaning into

him, while his hand gently supported her, creating an intimate

moment.