The Beginning Of All Sins

Something was not right. Olivia did not look like that when she first woke up.

Alisa's voice was thick with tears. "S-Sir, what's going on?"

Tyler did not let Olivia's arms go. His eyes were fixed on her face. "Get the doctor, quickly!"

Alisa went straight into action.

Five minutes later, the doctor came and began his examination.

And yet, the doctor could hardly reach out to touch his patient without causing her to elicit a disproportionate response. She backed away from him like a prey animal.

Tyler narrowed his eyes.

The doctor could tell something was wrong-but not what.

Olivia seemed to be whimpering like a kitten and yet said not a word.

Tyler's first instinct was to forcibly pull her close to him, but the doctor stopped him. "No! We should call my colleagues at the psychiatric ward. Let her go for the moment, Mr. Tyler!"

Tyler did as told-and Olivia immediately scurried to an empty spot on the corner of her hospital bed and hugged herself as though defending her from everyone else.

Naomi returned to her ward just when her mother arrived.

Naomi had been letting Camilla keep her company these days.

Camilla seemed to be hiding something, so keeping her arounet gave Naomi an opening to observe her. Unfortunately, Camilla's tips were tighter than a stuck cap.

But now? The fact that Olivia was suddenly hospitalized for insomnia begged even more questions.

Hillary noticed her daughter spacing out and asked, "What's wrong? You've been zoning out since I came here."

"Mom, did you know Olivia's hospitalized?" Naomi asked.

"W-What?! Why? What is it about? How bad is it? It's got nothing to do with her baby, right?"

Naturally, Hillary was afraid. The baby was 5 months old by this point.

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born. They could not afford anything unexpected.

"I heard she has gotten a really bad case of insomnia and not in a good is state She's here right now."

Hillary relaxed. "Oh, so she just can't sleep? That's normal during om pregnancy, dear Why the need to be hospitalized? Maybe I should go visit her."

Naomi thought it was a good idea. She could not meet Olivia, so maybe Hillary could do it for her.

Hillary passed her some food. "Tyler has transferred every information about Olivia to this hospital, Naomi. You should also get ready," she said. NO "Tyler loves you. He will not abandon our plan at this point."

Naomi smiled softly. "I know, Mom. When I'm finally recovered... everything will be okay again."

Hillary shared her joy. It was as if hope was around the corner.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Neither of them knew that things could not be further from the truth.