Chapter 1862

After a few seconds of silence, Camilla ended with, "Take care of yourself from now on. As for Lucian, the Harrises will look after him well. Of course, as his mother, you have every right to see him. I'll speak with them to arrange opportunities for you to visit." She then glanced at Mary. The look in her eyes made it clear she wanted Mary to take good care of Olivia. Mary, her face streaked with tears, held onto Olivia tightly so she wouldn't collapse. She knew that if she didn't stay strong, Olivia might not make it through this. Once she finished speaking, Camilla left. That night, Olivia sat on her bed. Her face was dry–there were no tears left to cry. She simply stared ahead, unmoving. Mary stayed with her, afraid something might happen. But would anything really happen? No, because Olivia refused to let it. She stayed like that, not moving at all, until morning. * By the time morning came, it was already past nine. Mary sat on the edge of the bed and asked carefully, “Ma