The Beginning Of All Sins

“Ms. Olivia went out today and sprained her ankle again by accident,” Alissa said.

Olivia almost ripped the blanket off. Tyler saw how agitated she was with the blanket and squinted. “Seeing someone, then? Who was it?”

“Um, it was… someone named Sophie. A friend of Ms. Olivia.” Alisa didn’t know much, so she just repeated what she had heard earlier.

Olivia felt her tension melt away quickly. Tyler, on the other hand, watched the maid for a moment before changing the topic to ask the doctor, “Is it serious?”

Olivia felt more at ease.

Maisy was happy. At least this man remembered to ask about his wife’s health instead of obsessing over that very ill woman in the hospital.

“She should avoid walking for now and let her foot heal. I recommend staying in bed for a bit,” the doctor advised.

“I see.”

Maisy thought it was rare for Tyler to be home with Olivia, so she decided to give them some privacy. “Alright. If that’s everything, we should go, right?”

She glanced at Alisa, hoping she’d catch on. The maid picked up on her cue and helped her

leave the room.

Maisy was convinced that Olivia, so beautiful and carrying his child, would definitely overshadow any sick woman in the hospital.

The doctor gave Olivia some more advice and told her to use warm compresses on her foot. Tyler listened while Olivia looked down at the floor. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Soon, only Tyler and Olivia were left in the room. The silence was thick. Tyler broke it, saying, “You should follow the doctor’s advice.”

“I will.‘

He gave her a long look before leaving. Olivia gripped her wrist tightly. She noticed the scent of antiseptic stronger than ever–her sense of smell had sharpened since becoming

pregnant.

Pregnancy had changed her body so much; it all felt very strange.

2/2

Tyler was visibly tired from his constant hospital visits. He turned on the faucet and watched the water disappear down the drain.

Olivia listened to the sound of running water. They had met only twice in the past few days

and had barely spoken. Once Tyler left the bathroom, she suggested, “I could sleep in the

guest room. I can tell Maisy I haven’t been sleeping well because of the pregnancy.”

Last time, Tyler had slept on the study’s couch, resting his feet on a chair.