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âDrink it now, Olivia,â Hillary said, not caring about Olivia's discomfort
and feelings.
Olivia covered her nose, reluctant to open her mouth.
âHow can you not eat? The baby needs nutrients from you to grow,â
Hillary chided, bringing the spoon to Olivia's face. âHere, drink some.â
Though her words sounded coaxing her gaze held a cold intensity.
Under her stern stare, Olivia reluctantly opened her mouth and took a
sip of the soup.
Just then, Tyler, who had been silently observing, intervened calmly.
âWe have a nutritionist overseeing her diet. It's fine. Stop feeding her
if she doesnât want it.â
Hillary looked up, taken aback by Tyler's unexpected words. His tone
wasn't harsh, but the undeniable firmness in his gaze gave Hillary
pause. She held the spoon in silence, uncertain of how to proceed.
Inwardly, she questioned her actions. Was she wrong to insist on
feeding Olivia? After all, the child
could potentially save Naomi's life. But she didnât dare to voice her
doubts to Tyler, despite being
Naomi's mother.
With a forced smile, Hillary conceded, putting down the spoon. âI'm
only worried about Olivia. This is
good for pregnant women."
âIt won't harm the baby if sheâs not eating much now. Her appetite will
improve later in the pregnancy. It would be counterproductive for her to
force herself to eat now and vomit it later. There's a doctor monitoring
the babyâs health constantly,â Tyler explained calmly, his words
contradicting his gentle demeanor.
Hillary chuckled awkwardly. âAlright, let Olivia decide what she wants.
When the baby is more developed, she can focus on nutritious food.â
Olivia, who had been silently observing, was surprised and relieved
when Tyler defended her. But she remained unnoticed in the
exchange.
Tyler acknowledged Hillary's words with a simple âThanks,â defusing
the tension.
Hillary maintained her smile and added, âThereâs no need to thank me.
We're doing this for Naomi.â
"Mm-hmm.â
Realizing she had overstayed her welcome, Hillary decided to leave.
âI'll take my leave since Olivia isn't feeling well. I'll come to visit
again.â
Tyler didn't stop her. âI'll have the maid escort you out.
Hillary rose from the bed, accepting his offer. As she left the room, the
maid followed silently. Her expression was neutral, but her thoughts
were chaotic.
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What was Tylerâs intention in opposing her? Hillary wondered,
unsettled by his unexpected defense of Olivia. She had never
witnessed him taking such a stand before. Despite knowing the soup
might make Olivia sick, she didnât care, as the baby was the only thing
that she cared about.
Hillary's gaze turned grim as she reached the living room, where the
maid offered reassurance, Donât worry, Mrs. Jones. We'll take good
care of Mrs. Harris. We won't let anything happen to her.â Hillaryâs
glare intensified upon hearing Olivia being addressed as âMrs. Harris."