Waylen held Olivia in his arms and lightly pinched her chubby face.

He replied casually, “I knew you two would fight about the same thing again. Cecilia, you already have a son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't think about getting married. You two can Live together and separate when necessary. It's actually perfect."

Descending the staircase, Korbyn happened to hear this.

Korbyn's face darkened.

“What the hell are you teaching your sister, Waylen? Keep your misguided ideals to yourself. You don't need to spew them all over Cecilia."