The Beginning Of All Sins

How could she have expected to glean anything from his eyes? She almost chuckled at her own audacity. “Can I go now?”

The air thickened with tension.

“I get it. You’re mad at me. Stay here while you cool down. I’ll bring you some water,” Tyler said, breaking the silence.

Olivia’s phone buzzed, and Tyler glanced at her for a moment.

She looked up just in time to notice the wedding ring on his finger. Quickly, she looked away.

That night, Olivia was brought back to Sandalwood Palace. A maid helped her up to her room to rest.

The injury wasn’t too severe, but its location made every movement painful. The maid assisted with cleaning her up before leaving. Then Tyler entered the room.

“Mr. Tyler,” the maid greeted, straightening her back.

“You may go now.

“…Understood.”

Once they were alone, Olivia closed her eyes and turned away.

Tyler sat next to her on the bed, unbothered. “Still angry?”

Olivia relaxed but didn’t let it show. After a brief moment of holding onto her resentment fruitlessly, she replied, “…No, not really. I’m fine.”

“Have you applied the medicine?”

Not wanting to talk much, Olivia answered, “Yes.”

Tyler didn’t check if she was telling the truth. “Make sure to apply it regularly to prevent any complications with the blisters.‘

“Got it,” she replied matter–of–factly.

They fell into silence before Tyler spoke up again, “I shouldn’t have assumed the worst of you or suggested behavior that goes against who you are. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things.”

His apology sounded surprisingly sincere to Olivia. “I’m not the person you imagined me to be, Tyler.

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“If I told you I lost control, would it make it easier for you to forgive me?”

“What made you lose control in the first place?” she asked reflexively, without a second thought.

Then, it hit her. Alarmed, she looked away, scared to see something she didn’t want to see. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He noticed her reaction and reined in his emotions. He decided not to pressure her into accepting his feelings. Ten minutes later, he said calmly, “Is there anyone you want to invite to the wedding banquet?”

She looked at him.

“I’ve sent out invitations from my side. Do you have anyone in mind?”