The Beginning Of All Sins

As Tyler looked outside, he caught Hillary descending from her car. It was obvious why she was here.

He instructed his maid to greet her, and she entered the dining area to find them having breakfast together. She approached the table and asked, “Hello! I’m here to ask when the two of you are going to have IVF.”

Hillary had been sending numerous messages without response, so she decided to ask directly. She glanced at Olivia, who avoided her gaze.

“We were just discussing that,” Tyler replied.

Hillary turned back to him, smiling. “And how did it go?”

“After our wedding banquet,” Tyler stated matter–of–factly.

Hillary sighed in relief. “That’s good to hear.” After a moment, she added, “A wedding banquet? I thought you said there wouldn’t be any events like that.”

“It’s really just a banquet.”

Hillary relaxed a little. “Good. I don’t think we should publicize the fact that you two are registered as married. It’s better if no one knows.”

Hillary might be unaware, but the Harrises were already informed of their status. Ana wouldn’t overlook the significance of marriage and skip organizing a celebratory event!

…Not that Olivia could voice this thought. Her lips turned pale.

“The banquet will be held soon,” Tyler informed her.

“Great. Thank you, Olivia.” Hillary waved, and one of her assistants approached with some treats. “I baked something for Olivia a few days ago—her favorites,” she said. “I haven’t seen her in a while. Can we talk?”

“You should ask her,” Tyler suggested. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Olivia considered under Hillary’s gaze and replied, “I’d like that.”

Hillary smiled and took Olivia’s hand, despite her not having eaten yet. “Please let her finish her meal, Mrs. Jones,” Tyler interjected.

“Oh, I’m sure she’s already had her fill. Right, Olivia?” Hillary said sweetly.

“R–Right,” Olivia whispered.

Tyler fell silent as Hillary led Olivia upstairs, while he took a sip of his coffee.

The two women walked as if they’d always been close. Hillary asked directly, “Where are you staying right now?”

This was her other agenda. If they were going to undergo IVF, there was no reason for them to share a room. She was here to confirm that.

Olivia sighed. Luckily, she and Tyler had been sleeping in separate rooms, maintaining a distance since they registered as a married couple.

“I’ve always been staying in the guest room,” Olivia replied simply.

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