The Beginning Of All Sins

Olivia had been asleep throughout the car ride back home, cradled in Tyler’s arms. As they arrived at the house, the maid, who was still awake, rushed over to them with concern in her eyes.

“What’s wrong with her, Mr. Tyler? What happened?” She fretted, seeing Olivia in such a state while Tyler carried her.

Tyler ignored her and proceeded to carry Olivia upstairs to her room.

Sensing his anger, the maid wisely refrained from asking further questions and kept her distance. She smelled alcohol that seemed to be coming from Olivia.

Tyler laid Olivia gently on the bed, his anger now apparent. He couldn’t contain himself any longer and scolded her in a low voice, “You’re really naughty, Olivia.”

Still unconscious, Olivia did not respond to his almost inaudible reprimand. Tyler gently massaged

her temples, caressed her nose, and then her soft lips.

*

The next morning, Olivia slowly awoke to find herself in a comfortable bed. She shifted slightly, and just as she was beginning to gather her bearings, there was a knock at the door.

Turning her head, she was taken aback to see Tyler entering the room.

She instinctively gripped the blanket when she saw him, but soon she composed herself and called out, “Tyler.”

Tyler paused by the bedside. “I thought I’d have to call the doctor.” He was referring to her state of drunkenness from the previous night.

Olivia had initially forgotten the events of the previous evening. Her expression remained distant as she replied, “It was Sophie’s birthday, so I had some drinks.”

“Do you remember what happened last night?” Tyler’s tone was less gentle than usual, it was cold. He sounded like a completely different person.

She had completely blanked out on how she had arrived home the previous night. She knew she had

vomited in the bathroom, and the next thing she remembered was waking up in her current

surroundings.

What happened? What did he mean?

Instinctively, she checked her clothes and realized she had been changed into a clean sleep dress. After a moment of bewilderment, she shook her head. “I don’t remember. All I know is that I was drunk.”

She thought for a moment before asking further, “I only got drunk at Sophie’s party. Did something happen in between?”

“Drink less. It’s bad for your health.”

She maintained the usual attitude. “I only drink occasionally. I won’t do it again.”

Tyler, still cold, replied, “I hope there won’t be a next time. I have no right to control you, but I don’t want to have to look for you in the middle of the night again, especially in a hotel.”

The mention of a hotel left Olivia even more confused. She couldn’t recall what had transpired. Realizing how cold Tyler’s tone had become, she hung her head and apologized, “I’m really sorry for causing you trouble again, Tyler.”

She appeared genuinely remorseful, and Tyler seemed satisfied with her response. After making sure

that she was alright, he turned around and left.

However, he stopped halfway and asked, “Do you know Claude?” Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Olivia struggled to recall the name at first, but a few memories from the night before started to surface. She answered quickly, “Claude? The lifesaver?”