Cecilia knew her daughter, Olivia, quite well. From the expression on Olivia's face, she could guess what exactly had happened in the ward.

She also knew the exact manner Olivia would have reacted to such a situation.

Quietly, she walked in and put down all the things she had brought on the sofa.

"Close the door, Laura," she said to Laura. "And tell the nurse we're good here and they can come back later."

Laura went ahead and did exactly what Cecilia had asked her to do.

Now that the door had been closed, Cecilia turned to Raphael and said to him, "Mr. Jones, this is a private room. Don't you realize how inappropriate it is to break in like this?! I know that your mother has been holding a grudge against my husband and therefore my family for a long time. She would definitely create a scene if she finds out about it! Even if you don't care much for your reputation, I can't let you ruin ours. So, Mr. Jones, please stay away from my daughter from now on."

"I've broken up with Sharon," Raphael said in a low voice, staring fixedly at Cecilia's face.

Laura's eyes widened in surprise when she heard this and she quickly stole a glance at Cecilia.

Olivia, on the other hand, was rather indifferent.

"Well," Cecilia said with a wry smile as she poured out the nutritious soup from the thermo jug she had brought, “this is probably your own wishful thinking, Mr. Jones. Have you discussed it with Miss Yeats? Does your mother have any knowledge about it? You can't just make a decision based on an impulse. Besides, I don't think Olivia is going to get back with you, so there's no need for you to make such sacrifice. It would be a pity if the relationship between you and Miss Yeats turned sour for a pointless reason. Or what do you think, Mr. Jones?"

Her statement was sensible despite the fact it was filled with sarcasm.

Raphael felt so ashamed and disappointed.

"Look, just leave us alone!" Cecilia went on. "You guys are not meant to be together, be it Olivia or the child. Whenever you miss Leyla, you can come take a brief look at her. Apart from that, there's absolutely no need to create any trouble for each other... right?"

When Raphael heard this, he got up and left without a word.

The paternity test report was still on the bed. Olivia stared at it for a long time; then she grabbed it and tore it into pieces before throwing it all into the trash can. “This child is Dylan's," she declared emphatically.

Cecilia didn't bother to say anything.

She knew fully well that Olivia had been hurt before. She didn't want her to suffer anymore.

Apparently, it would be impossible for her to cope with the members of Raphael's family.

Good thing she was staying with her own family. They all loved her and would take good care of her.

After leaving the hospital, Raphael went back to his apartment. He hadn't had any rest for nearly twenty-four hours now, nor had he eaten anything. Yet, he had no appetite and neither could he fall asleep.

He kicked off his shoes and jumped onto the sofa to lie down. But as he lay there, Cecilia's words kept ringing in his head.

Even though the words were harsh, he couldn't deny that they were true.

That day on the island, he had made love to Olivia and then ruthlessly forced her to take the pill in the morning.

He had already given up on her from the very beginning, so even if the child was his, he felt that he really didn't deserve to be a father and fight for that girl!