The Beginning Of All Sins

Eventually, Tyler caressed Olivia’s cheek. “Do you miss Jacob?”

Despite her inebriation, Olivia’s mind was somewhat clear. The sensation of his touch was agonizing for her. She clenched her teeth, finding his touch unbearable.

She replied softly, “I’m just drunk.”

In truth, it had been a long while since she had thought about Jacob. Initially, she had made a conscious effort to avoid thinking of him, but she wasn’t sure about what happened after that.

Tyler spoke gently, “Sometimes, the things you say when you’re drunk are the truth hidden in your heart.” He gazed at her with a certain allure, not wanting to frighten her. His voice remained soft as he asked, “Tell me, do you miss him?”

Uncertain of how to answer, Olivia fell silent.

Tyler didn’t press her for a response. Sensing her hesitation, he tucked her in gently. “Rest well if you’re drunk. Don’t drink so much again, understand?”

She gave a short response, looking rather disheveled.

As he started to rise, she suddenly grasped his hand. “Are you leaving?” She was scared. Not only that, she was currently in an unfamiliar place.

Tyler reassured her as he felt her fingers clutching his shirt. “I’m just getting you some water.” Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Relieved, Olivia released her hold on him. She found it peculiar how easily he provided her with a sense of security. Like a sturdy tree, being in his embrace seemed to banish her fears.

Tyler poured a glass of water from the table and sat down beside the bed.

Olivia frowned and pouted as she complained, “It’s horrible.”

He glanced at her, “What’s horrible?”

“The soup they made me is horrible, Tyler.” She seemed to be complaining to him, but her.tone carried an unintended hint of coquettishness.

He asked her back, “The soup’s horrible, but the alcohol wasn’t?”

“No,”

,” she replied, feeling somewhat wronged.

Tyler then lifted her from the bed, drawing her into an embrace. With the glass of water in his hand, he gently brought it to her lips. “Drink it.”

Although Olivia’s lips were parched, she felt full from the earlier meal. She shook her head, her gaze beseeching him.

He remained patient. “Drink it.”

“But I’m full.”

“Then drink the soup.”

She fell silent and allowed him to lift her chin, tilting her head up. “Drink it all, and you’ll feel better.”

Finally, she complied, opening her mouth to slowly sip the water. After finishing the glass, she commented, “I still feel terrible. I want to take a shower.”

“Can you stand?”

She shook her head, concerned about the possibility of falling in her current state.

Half an hour later, Olivia lay in bed, freshly showered and wearing clean clothes. She resembled a contented kitten, while Tyler’s shirt and trousers were soaked through.

He held a towel in his hand, but it was futile to try and dry himself, so he hung it on the rack. He glanced at the person who had settled down in bed. Confirming that she would no longer move around, he looked away and walked slowly toward the bathroom.

Olivia felt refreshed after her shower and was exhausted, so she fell asleep. She remained in the same position, sleeping on her side when Tyler emerged from the shower.

The lights were turned off shortly after. She felt the bed shift. In the next moment, she was enveloped in someone’s embrace.

He asked, “Am I Jacob?”

“No.”

“Then who am I?”

He stopped prompting her when she ceased mentioning Jacob, but he still didn’t want to let her go. What should you call me?”

“Tyler.”

When she woke up the next morning, he hugged her for a long time before saying, “It’s time to wake up.”

Exhausted, she mumbled, “I had too much to drink. Will I feel terrible today?”

One shouldn’t drink when they might be pregnant.

Tyler buried his face behind her neck. After some thought, he said, “You’ll be fine, but don’t drink again.”

It was eleven in the morning. She didn’t expect him to be so bold, especially considering they were in his family home. Last night’s embrace was one thing, but now he was doing it again.

He kissed her for a while after saying that.

Just then, her phone rang. Startled, she reached for her phone, and Tyler looked on. Naomi’s name lit up the screen.

They remained silent, the phone ringing.

He said softly, “Answer it.”

Reluctantly, she picked up the call. “Hello, Naomi.” She hadn’t expected Naomi to call at this time.

Unaware of what Olivia was doing, Naomi asked after a brief pause, “Are you up, Olivia? Are you in

class?”

Olivia, still lying in bed, replied, “I’m in class, Naomi.”

“Did you do the test?”

Her expression darkened, and she buried her face in the pillow. “Not yet.”

“Do it today. You’ve been at Sandalwood Palace for days.”

“Mm–hmm… Okay.”

Naomi didn’t press for more information. She simply said, “Alright, I won’t disturb up.”

you.

I’m hanging

The call finally ended.

Silence hung between them. Neither spoke as Tyler looked down at Olivia.

Suddenly, they heard a knock at the door.

Tyler’s gaze shifted to the door. Ana was standing there.