The Beginning Of All Sins

“I’ll call the school,” Tyler said.

Olivia felt scared and in denial. She held onto the blanket tighter and tighter.

Tyler hugged her again, trying to comfort her. “Don’t be scared, okay? The baby’s here. We should be

happy.”

Closing her eyes, Olivia buried her face in his shoulder.

Tyler could no longer hold back. He carried her from the bed and put her on his lap, holding her close

so she couldn’t make a sound.

It was a chaotic day for both of them.

The maid watched them from the side, finding the situation conflicting and strange. Nonetheless, she spoke up, “She needs to eat properly since she’s pregnant, sir. She hasn’t been eating. I’ll go home and make her some soup.”

Tyler had been comforting Olivia, so he simply nodded. “Go ahead.”

“She’s still young. She’ll feel better after she calms down,” the maid added.

“Mm–hmm.”

After the maid left, she ran into Ana, who had followed them there. Surprised, the maid stuttered, “M - Ma’am.”

Ana glanced at the ward, concerned. “What happened? Why is Olivia admitted?”

The maid wasn’t sure if she should break the news to her. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Ana persisted, staring at her. Unable to keep it a secret, the maid blurted out, “M–Ms. Olivia is pregnant, ma’am.”

“She’s pregnant?” Ana frowned.

“Yes, they just found out. She’s over a month pregnant.”

Ana’s frown quickly turned into joy. “So I’m going to be a grandma?”

“That’s right, ma’am.”

Ana was over the moon. “I knew it. How could she be infertile when she’s so young?!” She continued, “Tell the good news to Maisy and Keith right away. Make some soup. Do you know which ones?”

Hesitant, the maid knew she couldn’t disobey Ana’s instructions. “Yes, ma’am.”

Rushing off to inform the Harris family, the maid left Ana still smiling.

Ana walked into the ward, her smile widening upon seeing Tyler comforting Olivia.

Tyler’s expression darkened when he saw Ana enter, while Olivia panicked, pushing him to get out of his embrace. Naturally, he let her go.

After sitting on the bed properly, Olivia said, “Aunt Ana.”

Ana’s smile grew brighter as she approached Olivia. “Why are you still calling me that? You’re

pregnant with our grandchild. You should call me ‘mom‘ from now on.”