Chapter 235

Since becoming Tyler’s wife, his family has started choosing her clothes. They probably want her to look more like Mrs. Harris and less like a college student.

“I have to change? But all I have are jeans and a T–shirt,” she whispered.

“Wear something you’re comfortable with,” Tyler suggested, glancing at her.

She nodded, a bit unsure. “Okay…”

Tyler helped her by unzipping the dress she was struggling with.

Olivia panicked, afraid her dress might slip off, so she quickly covered herself and looked down. When she did, Tyler also looked down, noticing her pale skin and the graceful curve of her neck.

Feeling embarrassed, she blushed.

“Go get changed,” he said flatly and left the dressing room.

Once he was gone, Olivia felt relieved and quickly picked out an outfit. The clothes she had brought with her were put aside by the staff.

Instead of reaching for her jeans and T–shirt, she chose a dress that Tyler had previously selected for her. She changed quickly and left the dressing room.

Tyler was waiting outside, smoking on a couch. He put out his cigarette when she appeared. Right then, a cleaner came to take away the ashtray.

He stood up and approached her only after the smoke had cleared. “All set?”

He was wearing a black suit and looked very formal and composed, which made her feel a bit more at ease.

She smelled tobacco on him. She had never smelled tobacco on Jacob since he wasn’t a smoker, so she always found it irritating to smell tobacco on people.

But for some reason, she found Tyler’s faint tobacco scent pleasant, which confused her. She wondered why she was even thinking about this, especially since her father didn’t smoke either.

Lost in thought, she didn’t notice Tyler speaking to her. “Let’s head out. Our driver is waiting.‘

“Okay.”

He led the way, and Olivia followed.

When they reached the car, the chauffeur moved to open the door for them, but Tyler did it himself, letting Olivia in first.

The chauffeur paused, then closed the door carefully after Tyler got in.

Olivia only realized what had happened once Tyler was inside the car. She felt like she didn’t deserve such treatment. “You could have let the chauffeur open the door.”

Tyler seemed surprised she noticed. He looked at her and explained, “I’m worried he won’t do a good job and the door might hit your belly.”