Chapter 200


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    “Where’s she?” Tyler asked.


    “She’s sleeping.”


    Tyler frowned, checking the time. It was only 7 pm. He didn’t question further and headed upstairs.


    Opening Olivia’s door, he found her lying still on the bed, seemingly in a deep sleep.


    He had spent the entire morning by her side, leaving only around 11 am. He observed her for a


    moment, noting herck of movement.


    The maid, standing nearby, offered, “Should I wake her up?”


    “No, let her sleep,” Tyler decided before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.


    Olivia’s health had been deterioratingtely. She was constantly drowsy and had little appetite. She


    appeared worn out.


    The Harris family was worried about her, sending a couple of doctors to check on her. However, they


    refrained from prescribing any medication, fearing its effects on the child. All they rmended was


    rest.


    Ana suggested having Olivia stay with her, but Tyler dismissed the idea without hesitation, showing no


    leniency.


    Though he was well aware of Olivia’s condition, Tyler kept his emotions in check, allowing her to do as


    she pleased without adding to her stress.


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    After nearly five days at Sandalwood Pce, Tyler proposed one morning, “Should I take you out for a


    walk?”


    Exhausted, Olivia declined, saying, “No need. I’m fine staying in the room.”


    “The weather’s nice today. We could use some sun and fresh air,” Tyler countered.


    But Olivia wasn’t interested. “I can get sunlight in the room.”


    Tyler stared at her face, noting she had lost a lot of weight. “Alright then. Just let me know if you feel


    unwell.”


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    Hiry had been worried about the child too. After hearing that Olivia hadn’t been eating properly since


    returning from the hospital, she arrived unannounced, startling Tyler and Olivia.


    The maid quickly went upstairs and informed Tyler of Hiry’s presence, and Olivia tensed.


    Without hesitation, Hiry entered the room. “Tyler, I heard Olivia is still refusing to eat?” she remarked,


    her gaze fixed on Olivia’s weakened state. Worried about a potential miscarriage, she scolded, “I’ve


    told you, you need to eat meat. How will you get any nutrients otherwise?”


    Turning to the maid, she instructed, “Bring me a bowl. Olivia must drink the soup I brought.”


    The maid, taken aback by Hiry’s order, hesitated beforeplying with her request.


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    Hiry urged, “Go now.”


    Once the soup was brought, Hiry opened the thermos in front of Olivia, the fishy smell filling, the


    room.


    Olivia pressed her hand to her belly, the scent overwhelming her senses.