Chapter 184
The maid was confused by their unchanged behavior toward each
other. Observing them silently, she soon left the dining hall.
Tyler, lacking appetite, set his cutlery aside after a few bites. âHave
more fish and beef liver. They're good for you,â he advised Olivia.
But Olivia remained silent, her appetite nonexistent.
He didn't force her, letting her be.
As Olivia rose from her seat, she announced, âI'm going to rest, Tyler.â
âMm-hmm, go ahead,â he replied, nodding.
She left without another word.
Alone at the table, Tyler sipped his water, his mind troubled.
Later that night, Olivia began vomiting violently. Hearing the noise
from his study, Tyler rushed to
her room and found her on the bathroom floor.
Concerned, he lifted her and asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
Weakly, Olivia replied, âI'm okay,â but pushed him away, seemingly
blaming him for letting her
catch a cold.
Feeling her feverish body, Tyler carried her, but she resisted, shoving
him away. With a stern tone, he held her wrist and commanded, âDonât
move.â
Olivia stopped struggling as he carried her to the bed and called for
the maid to bring medicine and
water.
As he held Olivia, Tyler asked, âWhere does it hurt?â
Her bloodshot eyes met his, but she didnât respond.
Tyler continued to hold her. When the maid arrived with the medicine,
she asked, âWhat happened to
her?â
âGive me the medicine,â Tyler said, ignoring her question and taking
the medicine.
âMaybe we should check her temperature first. If she doesnât have a
fever, giving her fever medicine could be harmful,â the maid advised.
Tyler thought what she said made sense, so he got her to bring the
thermometer over. Placing it under Olivia's arm, he waited anxiously as
she lay still in his embrace.
Tylerâs expression darkened. Meanwhile, the maid watched them
nearby, thinking, âDid they fight?"
Minutes later, he checked the thermometer, frowning when he found
her temperature normal.
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"Does she have a fever?â the maid asked.
Olivia looked at him too.
Turning to Olivia, Tyler asked, âWhat did you eat yesterday?â
Olivia, looking pale, admitted, âI didn't eat.â She had not eaten
yesterday because she was exhausted.
âAnd you didn't eat today before dinner, right?â
Avoiding his gaze, Olivia murmured, âNo.â
âIs it stomach pain from not eating? Should we give her gastric
medicine?â the maid suggested. But Tyler remained silent, deep in
thought.