Chapter 252
Feeling horrible, Olivia lifted her head to look at Tyler. âCan I go
downstairs? I feel sick from lying in bed so much.â
âLet's cat downstairs then,â Tyler suggested. He asked the maid to get
the wheelchair ready.
The doctor had told Olivia to stay in bed, so Tyler was doing his best to
prevent her from walking too much.
As soon as the wheelchair was brought over, Tyler gently lifted Olivia
from the bed and placed her in it. She looked a bit uncomfortable,
leaning her head on his shoulder.
âIs this okay?â he checked with her after settling her into the
wheelchair. He spoke gently, his voice close to her ear.
âMmâhmm... I'm good,â Olivia replied quietly.
Only then did Tyler step back. He instructed the maid, âBring her
downstairs.â
The maid moved her carefully, making sure to avoid any bumps along
the way. Tyler walked closely behind them.
Downstairs, Ana was waiting. Maisy was nowhere to be seen; she
might still be upset. with him over the incident.
Tyler didn't make much of it, casually asking, âIsn't Grandma coming to
eat?â
âShe said sheâs tired and will eat in her room,â the maid informed him.
Tyler simply nodded.
Olivia sensed something was off but kept silent.
Ana handed her a bowl of soup, insisting more firmly this time, âYou
need to finish this.
No excuses.â
Tyler stared at the soup in front of her. The soup was awfully greasy.
However, Olivia understood that the baby might not be doing well
because she was not eating well. After a moment, she decided to finish
the soup quickly. She knew she had to protect the baby, as it was
crucial for Naomiâs survival.
Seeing Olivia eat up, Ana was about to ask the maid for more.
âOkay, stop if you're full,â Tyler intervened.
The maid paused, looking between Ana and Tyler, who remained
silent.
Feeling full from the heavy soup, Olivia wasn't ready to go back
upstairs. She thought a short walk outside might be nice since it was
such a lovely day.
âMy legs are swollen, Tyler. Can I walk around a bit?" she asked after
the maid brought her outside.
Tyler looked at her, considering.
âJust for a little,â she added softly, almost pleading.
Knowing she shouldn't walk, Tyler still agreed, seeing how much she
needed this.â Alright, but only for a short time.â
She nodded, happy just to be on her feet.
The maid took Olivia to the garden, and when she stood up, Tyler
helped her out of the wheelchair.
This time, he supported her in a more upright position. She instinctively
held onto his shoulders, leaning into him, while his hand gently
supported her, creating an intimate
moment.