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.”

maid left the

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

her face, Olivia instinctively moved away, dodging his

frowning as he

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

a

me?”

softly, “No, don’t misunderstand,

eyes on her, his voice soft

down, avoiding eye

don’t make it

putting

out a subtle sigh, placing the ointment back down. “Do you think I shouldn’t have gotten rid

lips trembled slightly as she replied,

may not have been the cat’s fault. Can you

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