Chapter 92

Tyler went on, “Also, bring some anti-inflammatory ointment.” The maid went downstairs right away. Turning his attention back to Olivia, he walked into her room and said, “Why didn’t you answer the door, hmm?” Olivia remained silent, offering no response. Tyler tried again, "Don't you want to eat?" His voice remained flat, not as cold as it had been with the maid. Just then, the maid returned with the first aid kit. Tyler instructed her, "You can leave after placing it on the table." Without hesitation, the maid left the room. Once they were alone, Tyler picked up the first aid kit and approached Olivia's bedside. He reached for the anti-inflammatory ointment and began to open it. "I was the one who decided to keep the cat. It’s my problem. I’ve dealt with it.” As he prepared to apply the ointment to her face, Olivia instinctively moved away, dodging his touch. Tyler paused, frowning as he looked at her. Olivia looked frail as she softly said, "I'm fine, Tyler. I jus