Chapter 441

Olivia wrapped her arms around herself tightly. Tyler, realizing he had lost control, quickly regained his composure. "Sorry. I must have scared you," he murmured, releasing her arms gently. She moved off his lap with effort and sat silently next to him, the quiet stretching between them. Tyler massaged his forehead and muttered to himself, "Well, well, well. Good thing you reminded me I drank. I almost fell for this trap she set for me." Olivia had been holding herself protectively ever since she moved away from him. Later, she quietly rested a hand on her baby bump. Tyler put his hands on his knees. Time seemed to stand still. Olivia kept looking down, her lips pale, and she didn't respond to anything. Tyler took a deep breath. "Look, I'm sorry about all this. Please ask the maid to put some ointment on those mosquito bites." Olivia tried to sound calm. "I will." The effects of the alcohol had worn off. The brief closeness it brought was gone, and they were distant once aga