Chapter 195

Hillary turned around to see who had entered behind her, momentarily freezing with the soup in her hands before smiling. “Tyler, I didn’t realize you were here.”

Darren also glanced at Tyler.

Tyler replied, “I’ve just visited Naomi.” He then asked the couple, “Are you guys here to visit Olivia?”

“We brought her some soup,” Darren said.

“Please, go ahead. I have some things to take care of,” Tyler said, stepping aside.

“Alright,” Darren responded, smiling.

Before leaving, Tyler glanced at Olivia. She appeared frail in the bed, sitting there in silence.

Olivia, looking pale and unwell, called out to them, “Dad, Aunt Hillary.”

Though she was happy to see them, her joy was muted by her sickness. It had been a while since she last saw them.

Darren approached her bed, asking, “Feeling any better now? Are you still feeling unwell?”

Having lost weight from days of vomiting, Olivia tried to reassure him, “I’m okay, I feel alright.”

Darren’s face lit up, and he held her hands. “Well done, Olivia.”

Forcing a smile, Olivia was about to respond when Hillary approached with a thermos.

“Have some soup. I made it for you, it’s still warm,” she offered.

But as soon as the thermos was opened, the smell of meat triggered Olivia, and she recoiled, covering her nose.

Hillary and Darren were shocked by her sudden reaction.

In the hallway, Tyler stopped smoking upon hearing the commotion. Peering into the ward, he saw Olivia bending over in discomfort.

He hesitated for a moment, considering intervening, but he stayed put as he observed Hillary and Darren attending to her.

Olivia’s sensitivity to meat caused her to start vomiting again, prompting the maid to rush over. After a while, the vomiting ceased.

“What’s wrong?” Hillary asked.

The maid instantly replied, “Ms. Olivia has been feeling nauseous. She can’t tolerate the smell of meat, even in soup.”

Seeing Olivia’s weakened state, Hillary asked, “Then what has she been eating?”

Chanter 199 “Mainly vegetables.”

“That won’t do. She needs meat. It’s crucial for her nutrition at this stage / 11Mary Weeded, disregarding Olivia’s discomfort:

Indifferent to Olivia’s feelings, Hillary persisted in offering her the soup. This triggered the Hanses Olivia had been fighting to suppress. Controlling herself as she eyed the spoonful of sony, sher remained motionless.

Darren intervened, holding Hillary back “Don’t force her. She’s still sick “But she must drink it. The baby needs it,” Hillary pressed on. She then coazed Olkha again, “I made this myself, Olivia: Drink it now,”

Trying to suppress her nausea, Olivia stared at the spoonful of soup in silence.

“Come on, Olivia, drink it quickly. You’ll feel better after this. You need to eat more after vomiting,”

Hillary urged.

Summoning all her strength, Olivia reluctantly opened her mouth and swallowed the soup.

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