The Beginning Of All Sins

Olivia was quite relaxed standing before Ana. After getting all dressed up, she looked like someone who’d fit right in with high society. Next to Ana, she was a sight to behold.

They were at a fancy event in a club up in the mountains, where rich folks‘ wives gathered to chat and arrange flowers. Olivia quickly became the talk of the group. Everyone complimented Ana for having such an impressive daughter–in–law.

Ana loved the praise. With a smile, she said, “Tyler adores her, and what can I do? She’s even expecting.”

The Harrises had a big party, but it was just for close friends and family. They kept it quiet, so only a few people knew, not the whole group of rich wives.

“Wow, you must be thrilled. Tyler really should’ve ended things with his ex sooner. She was sick and couldn’t contribute much. It’s so much better now that he’s with Olivia and they’re starting a family,” one of the rich wives commented.

Ana used to be the butt of jokes for having a sick daughter–in–law. It was embarrassing for someone of her status and for the prestigious Harris family.

But now, she could finally hold her head high in this crowd.

Smiling, she said, “True. But it shows Tyler’s loyalty, sticking with her despite everything. Now with Olivia, he’s really seeing the joy of having a family.”

Olivia felt terrible hearing all this but stayed quiet. She just stuck close to Ana.

Tyler got home at 10 pm. Olivia was in the dressing room, sorting clothes, when he came up. He paused at the door, watching her.

Stepping closer, he stayed a little way back. She was so focused she didn’t notice him at first.

“What are you doing?” Tyler finally asked.

Olivia jumped in surprise, turning around and leaning on the wardrobe.

He looked at the clothes in her hands and took them. “What’s this?”

It was a tiny, white onesie for a baby. Olivia panicked, wanting to grab it back but stopped midway. ” Grandma gave it to me today.”

Tyler examined the onesie, touching the fabric. Olivia watched his face, curious about what kind of father he would be.

“Hmm, it’s good.” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

It was his first time holding baby clothes. They were small and soft, making him feel a new kind of

warmth, almost like holding the baby itself.

Olivia thought he was just talking about the fabric. “I–I’ll put it away,” she stuttered.

However, she hesitated again, reaching for it.

Tyler handed it back, saying, “It’s too early for this, but it’s really cute.”

She took the onesie from him.

Olivia was touched Maisy had given it to her, thinking she must have been saving it for a great- grandchild.

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As she held the onesie, an indescribable feeling brewed in her. She dared not take it at first, but when she held it and felt how soft the material was, everything about the child seemed to materialize.

“I’m not sure what to do about the baby clothes. Should I put them separately or…”

She had heard that baby clothes must be separated from the rest, so she was confused standing at the wardrobe. Since she had no experience, she didn’t know where to put them.

“Keep them separate,” Tyler suggested.

Olivia nodded and continued sorting, and Tyler asked how her day was, referring to the event.

“It was okay… Nothing much happened,” she said, then quickly turned around. She felt uneasy, not wanting to discuss the unpleasant conversation about Naomi and Ana’s comments.

As Naomi’s sister, she didn’t want to hear Ana talk bad about Naomi with her around, but she

couldn’t say that out loud.

Tyler stared at her, sensing her discomfort. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.‘

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Olivia just nodded. She kept sorting the baby clothes, lost in thought until a piece with bells fell. Startled, she looked down. She stared for a long time, but she didn’t recognize it.

“W–What’s this?” she asked.

Tyler bent down and picked it up. “It’s a birth locket.”

“Birth locket?” Olivia was confused. Unfamiliar with such things, she found it adorable with its tiny

bells.

Tyler didn’t expect to see the birth locket. He stared at it for a long time before handing it to her. Keep it,” he said flatly.

“It’s so cute… Do you wear it on the neck?” Olivia asked as she studied it.

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“Mm–hmm, when the baby’s a month old,” Tyler replied, as Olivia carefully felt the locket’s pattern.