Chapter 202
“Mrs. Harris? Who are you calling Mrs. Harris?”
Confused, the maid responded hesitatingly, “Isn’t Ms. Olivia and Mr. Tyler married? She’s Mrs.
Harris.”
Hillary’s fists clenched, her expression darkening. How could the maid address Olivia with that title? Naomi had always held that position. How could Olivia replace her?!
“Does Tyler allow everyone to call her that?” Hillary demanded, her tone sharp.
The maid’s confusion deepened. She couldn’t comprehend Hillary’s agitation.
“Listen carefully. Naomi is Mrs. Harris, the one and only. Not Olivia. She’s only here to bear the child. Don’t say such nonsense again,” Hillary commanded firmly.
The maid stood still, stunned by Hillary’s words.
Ignoring the maid’s reaction, Hillary quickly made her way to her car.
As her car departed, a car from the Harris residence arrived. Hillary watched as Maisy and her maid stepped out and headed inside.
Hillary didn’t expect Maisy to visit Olivia. She wanted to greet her, but how would she dare get out of the car? She knew they didn’t like her because of Naomi.
At that moment, the gravity of the situation dawned on her. Maybe things were more complicated than she initially believed. The child Olivia was carrying would be the Harris family’s grandchild… With Olivia now legally married to Tyler, they were, in every sense, a married couple.
Lost in thought, Hillary grappled with the implications of this realization.
Olivia felt like a coward. She remained silent, sensing Hillary was upset when she left.
Tyler’s gaze softened as he looked at her. “If you didn’t want to drink it, you should have said no.”
“I know she was trying to help. That’s why I didn’t want to waste the soup she made,” Olivia
explained weakly.
Tyler’s expression turned stern. “So you were willing to make yourself sick?”
That had been her intention. How would Tyler not know her situation at home?
His gaze was icy as he said, “Stop drinking soup for a few days.” He only said that because he couldn’t say more. With his status and position, that was all he could say.
Olivia fell silent, feeling drained as she sat by the bed.
Just then, the door burst open, and Maisy entered with a concerned expression. “How’s Olivia, Tyler?
Chapter 202
I heard she’s lost her appetite. I was worried, so I came to check on her.”
She hurried to Olivia’s side, gently touching her face as she observed her frail appearance. “Why are you so skinny?” she asked with worry.
Surprised by Maisy’s unexpected visit, Olivia found comfort in her touch. Despite feeling slightly nervous, she replied, “I get nauseous easily, Grandma.”
