Chapter 352

Tyler put the envelope away after looking through the photographs. “Let’s watch a match when you get better.”

Naomi said, smiling. “It’s too bad she has retired.”

He said, “It’s okay. There are better teams and players.”

“I want to go skiing as well,” she said.

“Sure,” he answered.

“You have to teach me. It’s been so many years since I last skied. I might’ve forgotten how to.”

“Mm–hmm, I will.”

In reality, they could always reminisce about the places they had visited together. In their early 20s, they had made headlines when a local reporter captured them during the game of the century.

Her photo graced the pages of local newspapers, accompanied by the reporter’s proclamation of her as the future princess of the Harris family.

Amid their cheerful conversation, Linda entered the room with a cake, much to Naomi’s surprise.

“Did you order cake?” she asked.

Without a word, Linda produced a box alongside the cake and handed it to her.

“Open it,” she said.

Confused, Naomi accepted the box, unsure of its contents. With trembling hands, she opened it to reveal a ring inside.

Naomi gasped, her hand flying to cover her mouth, as she fell into stunned silence.

Meanwhile, outside the ward, Hillary and Darren watched through the window, equally astonished by the sight of the ring.

She was teary, grabbing his arm. “Darren, it’s a ring!”

Naturally, he saw that too. He was moved by how sweet Tyler was as he watched.

Tyler asked, “Do you like it?”

Naomi certainly did. She was speechless as she stared at it.

He rose from his chair and approached her. Removing the ring from its box, he delicately slid it onto her finger. He then leaned in close and whispered, “It’s a belated gift.”

Naomi beamed. “I’m just glad it arrived.”

He stared at the ring on her finger.

22 Maisy had recently begun ordering custom–made baby clothes. When the tailor sent them, she eagerly showed them to Olivia.

Meanwhile, Olivia immersed herself in selecting baby clothes, delighting in their cuteness, and learned.

from Alisa how to dress a newborn.

Despite being only close to four months pregnant, Olivia felt it was never too early to start preparing.

She eagerly absorbed parenting tips from Allsa throughout the morning, her anticipation and satisfaction evident in her constant smile.

Maisy shared in Olivia’s joy, often entering her room to offer occasional parenting advice.

Although some of the advice leaned toward the conservative side, Olivia listened attentively, committing it to memory.

That morning, she had been sorting out baby clothes, placing them in the wardrobe alongside Alisa.

Just then, her phone, which sat on the table, rang.