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.

hugged her even tighter, his hand

of energy, wondered how much longer she would endure this

within his embrace.

Tyler’s eyes grew cold as he contemplated their

soups Hillary had brought, Olivia’s condition

nutritionist and enforced a mainly

hospital, Olivia returned to Sandalwood Palace, but her illness persisted, leaving

urged her to eat more, prompting Olivia to force down a

to appease her.

until 4 pm. Upon waking, the maid approached nervously. “Is there anything you’d like to eat?”

still no

perhaps something to drink?” the maid suggested.

Again, Olivia declined.

listlessly, she suddenly asked, “Where’s my

to get her phone from a drawer and handed