Chapter 92

Tyler went on, “Also, bring some anti–inflammatory ointment.”

The maid went downstairs right away.

Turning his attention back to Olivia, he walked into her room and said, “Why didn’t you answer the door, hmm?”

Olivia remained silent, offering no response.

Tyler tried again, “Don’t you want to eat?” His voice remained flat, not as cold as it had been with the

maid.

Just then, the maid returned with the first aid kit. Tyler instructed her, “You can leave after placing it

on the table.”

the maid left the room.

they were alone, Tyler picked up the first aid kit and approached Olivia’s bedside. He reached for the anti–inflammatory ointment and began to open it. “I was the one who decided to keep the cat. It’s

to her face, Olivia instinctively moved

paused, frowning as he looked

just don’t feel like eating, that’s all.”

closely, his gaze unwavering. After a lengthy pause, he asked, “Are

me?”

softly, “No, don’t misunderstand, Tyler.”

his voice soft

kept her head down, avoiding eye contact.

Please don’t make

moved away again, putting more distance

the ointment back down. “Do you think

she replied, “I really didn’t

her, “I understand that it may not have been the cat’s fault.

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