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

picked up the first aid kit and approached Olivia’s bedside. He reached for the anti–inflammatory ointment and began

to apply the ointment to her face, Olivia

paused, frowning as he looked

as she softly said, “I’m fine, Tyler. I just don’t feel like eating, that’s all.” She maintained a certain distance from him, seemingly reluctant to let him

a lengthy pause, he asked,

me?”

softly, “No, don’t misunderstand,

her, his voice soft yet tinged with displeasure

kept her head down, avoiding

his emotions, Tyler said softly, “I’m sorry, Olivia. It’s my fault. Please don’t make it difficult. Can I apply the ointment to help with

away again, putting more distance between them.

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

slightly as she replied, “I really didn’t

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

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