The Beginning Of All Sins

Chapter 46

Olivia couldn’t help but wonder if she might be infertile. After all, despite trying for a long time, she hadn’t been able to get pregnant.

In a choked voice, she said, “I know you have no interest in me, but we will only be free as soon 1 as I get pregnant. You and Naomi will be together forever by then, and you’ll stop fighting.”

Her words seemed to add fuel to the fire. Tyler looked at her with a grim expression as he heard her pitiful plea.

She didn’t know why she had said it, but she meant nothing more than her plea for his understanding.

He remained silent and continued kissing her, though it was clear he was trying to control and suppress his emotions.

The next morning, Olivia helped the maid cook again, but her mind was clearly elsewhere. Her hands moved mechanically, and she didn’t seem to be fully aware of her actions.

The maid noticed that she had placed tomato skins into a bowl, saying, “Ms. Olivia, you might cut your hand!”

Suddenly, Olivia’s hand slipped, and she saw blood welling up from a cut on her fingertip. The pain startled her, causing her to drop the tomato and knife into the sink with a loud clatter. She quickly brought her bleeding finger to her lips.

Tyler, who had been sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper, heard the commotion. He immediately set the newspaper aside and rushed into the kitchen.

The maid was clearly concerned about Olivia’s bleeding finger as she checked the injury. “Oh no, it’s bleeding!”

Tyler, now in the kitchen, saw Olivia sucking on her injured finger. Her lips were stained with the redness of her own blood. She appeared slightly panicked but quickly looked away.

Olivia’s wound when he entered the kitchen. “Mr.

Tyler said, “Get the first aid kit to stop the bleeding and clean

standing, her back to him, and she didn’t make eye

seconds, then left when

from the kitchen.

was only six in the morning. Silence enveloped them;

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spoke.

been reading and asked, “Is the cut deep?” It sounded like he was asking

shook her head. “It doesn’t hurt.” She avoided eye contact, and her eyelashes trembled slightly in the gentle glow of the

gave a flat response, and they lapsed into silence once again. He resumed reading his

newspaper.

returned to the kitchen. Wondering why they were up so early and appeared to have not slept much, she continued preparing

food.

was served. He noticed Olivia was still sitting there. Let’s

face was tinged with a

“Okay,” she replied.

while the maid continued to

Tyler offered to drive Olivia to school. This time, she accepted his offer as it was more convenient than taking public

out the window at the beautiful morning sunlight,

still focused on his documents, asked casually, “Is your finger really alright?” Although hist eyes remained on the documents, he listened closely