Meeting her gaze, Raphael stated calmly, “I have no feelings for you, Sharon."

Sharon was stunned to hear this.

When she regained her composure, Raphael had already entered the elevator and descended.

He drove directly to the hospital, making his way urgently to the VIP room where Olivia stayed. Without knocking on the door, he entered the room. Inside, only Olivia and the baby were present. The nurses were changing shifts, and Cecilia had stepped out momentarily.

Olivia was breastfeeding the baby.

Having recovered from childbirth, Olivia felt better, and little Leyla suckled contentedly.

It was kind of rhythmic.

The room was quiet, allowing him to hear every sound clearly.

Olivia was taken aback when Raphael pushed the door open.

Covering her chest, she exclaimed in a trembling voice, "Get out!"

Ignoring her plea, Raphael locked the door and, facing away, said in a low voice, "No one will disturb us now. Don't worry, Olivia. I just want to speak with you privately."

Olivia had a sense of what he was going to say.

She sneered. "I thought you made myself clear the other day. Don't you remember, Raphael?"

“Of course, I haven't forgotten."

With that, Raphael turned around and gazed quietly at Olivia and the baby.

His expression was complex.

He said nothing further, simply placing the paternity test result on the edge of the bed.

He asked gently, "This is my child, isn't it? You became pregnant after we had sex on the island. Why didn't you tell me, Olivia?"

The room was warm and cozy.

But the sight of the paternity test report made Olivia begin to feel an intense chill all over her body.

By now, little Leyla had drank enough milk, so she turned her head away and burped in satisfaction. Then she leaned on her mother and went straight to sleep.

This quickly brought Olivia back to the present.

She patted Leyla on the back absently and asked in a low voice, “What do you expect me to say, Raphael?"

Raphael was surprised at such a question.