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.”

hesitation, the maid left the

reached for the anti–inflammatory ointment and began to open it. “I was the one

to apply the ointment to her face, Olivia instinctively moved away, dodging

frowning as he

“I’m fine, Tyler. I just don’t feel like eating, that’s all.” She maintained a certain distance from

After a lengthy pause, he asked, “Are you angry with

me?”

spoke softly, “No,

his eyes on her, his voice soft yet tinged with displeasure

kept her head down, avoiding eye

Tyler said softly, “I’m sorry, Olivia. It’s my fault. Please don’t make it difficult. Can

moved away again, putting

down. “Do you think I shouldn’t have gotten rid

as she replied, “I really didn’t think

patience, Tyler told her, “I understand that it may not have been the

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