Chapter 577

Alisa's nerves tensed as her gaze met Olivia's. Olivia squeezed her hand. [My husband gave this to me. He put it on for me himself. It's beautiful, isn't it?] The smile evaporated from Naomi's face. Hillary, still puzzled, asked, "What's wrong? What did she say?" Ignoring Hillary once more, Naomi turned her attention to Olivia, saying after a pause, "Of course, it's beautiful. He has great taste. How could it not be?" Hillary caught on to the conversation's undertones and instinctively glanced at Olivia's wrist. Meanwhile, Olivia remained oblivious to Naomi's implications, basking in joy and the affection lavished upon her. She radiated happiness like a princess. [Rinse the strawberries for her.] Olivia communicated to Alisa. Alisa promptly complied, heading to the pantry with the strawberries. Olivia sat beside the bed, gently inscribing comforting words onto Naomi's hand. Hillary appeared gloomy. Despite grappling with mental issues, Olivia exuded a striking beauty. Tyle