The Beginning Of All Sins

Olivia slowly withdrew her hand. “I forgot about it.”

Tyler also pulled his hand back. “Alright, go to school now.”

“Okay, Tyler.”

She got out of the car politely, now much more cautious, keeping a watchful eye on her injured finger.

Tyler drove away after she entered the school.

As Olivia walked into the school building, she could still feel the warmth on her wrist where Tyler had held her hand. She wanted to shake off that feeling, but it seemed as if it had left an imprint on her

skin.

In the afternoon, she decided to skip school with her friend Sophie, as the classes were not particularly important. Instead, they went shopping together.

Sophie asked Olivia, “So, where do you live now?”

Olivia was browsing through a dress rack when she replied, “Oh, I’m staying at home.”

“I thought you’ve been staying on campus recently,” Sophie said, looking at a dress.

Olivia sighed softly. “No, I’ve been staying at home.”

While they were strolling down the street, they passed by a pharmacy with an eye–catching poster on the door. Olivia’s gaze was drawn to it as if she were under a spell.

“Promote ovulation, a helping hand in your pregnancy,” read the catchphrase on the poster.

Sophie noticed Olivia’s gaze on the poster and asked, “What are you looking at?”

Caught off guard, Olivia panicked. “Nothing.”

Sophie didn’t seem to sense anything unusual and simply grabbed Olivia’s hand. “Let’s check out the store over there. I heard they have new arrivals.”

Olivia allowed herself to be led away, but she stopped abruptly as they reached the store. “Sophie, I just remembered there’s something I need to buy. Wait for me here, I’ll be back soon.”

Without giving Sophie a chance to inquire further, Olivia hurried away and disappeared from the

store.

She returned five minutes later. Sophie was busy examining herself in the mirror. Upon seeing Olivia return, she asked, “What did you buy?”

Olivia shook her head. “Nothing much, just some cold medicine.”

Sophie was shocked. “You have a cold again?!”

“No, go ahead and try on the clothes.” Worried that Sophie might press for more information, Olivia

wanted to change the topic.

Back at Sandalwood Palace in the evening, the maid–worried that Olivia would help in the kitchen again said to her, “Ms. Olivia, just rest. I don’t need help.”

“Okay.”

Though Olivia had wanted to kill time, she accepted the maid’s refusal. Feeling a bit bored, she ventured upstairs to change her clothes.

Today, the maid had prepared a batch of floral cookies, and Olivia had planned to share them with

her friends.

Fearing she might forget to put them in her bag in the morning, the maid called upstairs, “Ms. Olivia, I’ve made some floral cookies. Can I put them in your bag?” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Still in the process of changing, Olivia shouted back, “Sure, please put them in my bag.”

The maid opened Olivia’s bag, which was resting on the couch, and discovered a box of medication Puzzled, she examined it closely. “What’s this?”

As she contemplated the unfamiliar box of medication, she heard the sound of a car engine outside

Wondering why Tyler had come home early that day, she decided to leave the medicine on the tabl and went to the door to see what was happening.