The Beginning Of All Sins

Olivia gestured toward the room in front of her. “Here.”

Hillary, unfamiliar with Sandalwood Palace, inquired, “And where’s Tyler’s room?”

“That one. The master bedroom.”

A study separated their rooms, which provided Hillary with some relief. “I see. Let’s take a look at your room.”

Olivia led her into her room. Hillary observed signs indicating that someone had been staying there- it wasn’t just for show.

“Why haven’t you two started the procedure after getting married?” she asked.

“I’ve been waiting for his decision too. But he just didn’t-”

“You mean Tyler didn’t say anything?” Hillary interrupted.

Olivia nodded.

“Liar!” Hillary suddenly snapped. “You’re the one refusing to cooperate! You’re just like your mother, always putting on a facade with fake smiles and fake everything! You claim you’re doing this for Naomi’s sake? As if I believe that crap. You never cared about her!”

Olivia fell silent. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“I want to remind you that you’re only here to get pregnant. You’re only doing it to save Naomi. The certificate is just a piece of paper! Everything you have–your position, status, comfort–belongs to your sister! Don’t you dare forget that!”

Olivia remained quiet.

“If you betray us in any way, I’ll make sure your mother’s grave is destroyed and her remains burned!

“Understood,” Olivia replied quietly.

“The only one who deserves to die is you! It should never have been Nao-”

The door suddenly swung open. It was Tyler.

“T–Tyler?” Hillary stuttered, immediately removing her finger from Olivia’s face.

Olivia looked down, her eyelashes fluttering.

Hillary awkwardly retracted her hand. Tyler stared at her with an icy gaze.

“Er, she had something on her face. I was just pointing it out!” Hillary explained, rubbing Olivia’s cheek to complete her excuse.

Tyler glanced at Olivia. “I’ve had the maids prepare some fruit tea for you, Mrs. Jones. Please enjoy it,

he said in a flat tone, his face devoid of any smile.