Olivia had been staying upstairs a lottely. She confirmed, "I have."


    Tyler suggested, "You don''t have to go to those events if you don''t like them." He was referring to the


    charity auction they attendedst night.


    Olivia replied sincerely, "You can take Naomi with you next time."


    "She might not be able to attend all of them because of her health. I just want her to feel better, that''s


    why I''ve been taking her out these past few days." He then loosened his shirt cor and walked over to


    the wardrobe. These days, he rarelyes into the room for anything other than to change clothes.


    As Tyler''s footsteps faded, Olivia sat quietly with her gaze lowered.


    After changing, Tyler asked, "Where are the documents on the table?" He usually kept his papers in the


    room.


    Olivia, who hadn''t paid much attention to the items in the room, quickly stood up. "Let me look for


    them." She began searching the table and cabs.


    Tyler watched as she looked for his documents. After a long search, she found them in the cabs,


    remembering she had put them there earlier for convenience.


    She handed them to him, "Are these the ones you''re looking for, Tyler?"


    He briefly nced at them and replied indifferently, "Mm-hmm."


    Despite being pregnant, Olivia was thin. Other than her growing belly, she looked as she did before


    pregnancy, dressed in maternity clothes forfort and appearing like an adorable woman.


    Tyler took the documents and instructed, "Go rest." He then left with the papers.Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    Olivia knew he was also eagerly waiting for the baby''s birth, hoping it would resolve things. She


    responded indifferently, "Okay."


    She seemed detached and emotionless, almost robotic.


    *


    That evening, after a hectic day caused by Tyler, ude returned home.


    Sophie entered his room and mentioned, "Olivia called, saying you sent her a gift. She has forwarded it


    to me, asking me to return it to you."


    Standing by the window, ude turned to face her without any visible disappointment or surprise and


    said, "You can keep it since she doesn''t want it." He then turned back to admire the mountain view


    outside Sophie expressed her concern, "Do you really like her, ude?"


    He faced her again, speaking softly yet firmly, "This has nothing to do with you, Soof."


    She stared at him. Although his tone was gentle, his demeanor suggested it was just superficial.


    ude didn''t add anything more and headed to his study.


    He looked at the other gift on the table—a hair clip that reminded him of Olivia. He picked it up,


    fidgeting with it and chuckling as he recalled the day''s events.