The Beginning Of All Sins

Chapter 197

Olivia vomited all the soup she drank, struggling to catch her breath.

Tyler gently held her face. “Are you feeling any better now?”

Lost in a daze, Olivia couldn’t immediately respond. Tyler studied her expression, recognizing the

distress on her face.

He caressed her pale face and wiped away the traces of vomit from the corner of her lips. Cradling her face, he pulled her into a tight embrace.

Sobbing softly, Olivia felt the warmth of his hand against her cheek, tears streaming down her face and onto his palm.

“You’ll start feeling better soon,” he assured her, his heart aching at her suffering

Nobody had told her that pregnancy would be so hard. Seeking solace, she sought refuge in his embrace, continuing to cry.

his hand lightly resting on her still–flat

drained of energy, wondered how much longer she

within his embrace.

as he contemplated their situation.

avoiding the soups Hillary had brought, Olivia’s condition

nutritionist and enforced a mainly vegetarian diet for

several days in the hospital, Olivia returned to Sandalwood Palace, but her illness

urged her to eat more, prompting Olivia to force

to appease her.

afternoon, Olivia slept until 4 pm. Upon waking, the maid approached nervously. “Is there

still no appetite.

to drink?” the

Again, Olivia declined.

asked,

to get her phone from a drawer