A thought crossed his mind: perhaps Olivia would reconcile with Raphael.

If so, Leyla would live with her biological father.

In the darkness, tears streamed down Dylan's face, though he seemed indifferent to them. He sat quietly, reminiscing about the old days spent with Olivia.

At that moment, Gina cautiously pushed the door open, concerned for Dylan.

However, as soon as the door creaked open, something flew in her direction, narrowly missing her, followed by Dylan's low, fierce roar.

"Get out!"

Stunned, Gina couldn't believe this was Dylan, who had never displayed such rudeness before.

"What's gotten into you, Dylan?"

Her eyes brimmed with tears. Dylan used to always comfort her whenever she cried. But this time, he seemed like a different person, yelling angrily, "Get away from me! Can't you hear?"

In the end, Gina fled in tears.

As the sound of her footsteps faded, Dylan lowered his head and covered his face with both hands.

He stayed in the apartment for the whole night.

Lying on the bed where he and Olivia had once slept together, he could still detect her scent on the pillow. In that hazy state between wakefulness and sleep, Dylan reached out for Olivia in the darkness of night, only to find an empty space beside him.

Olivia was no longer here.

With wide eyes, Dylan sat up on the bed. He remained there, staring blankly, waiting for the dawn to break.

But he didn't know that there had once been another person who sat on the bed, her chin resting on her knees, gazing out of the window, also waiting for dawn and his return.

On Monday, Olivia arrived at the company early.

When she arrived, her assistant had already been there for a while.

Observing the strained relationship between Dylan and Olivia, the assistant couldn't help but feel sympathy. She understood the challenges Olivia had endured over the past two years.

She intended to offer words of persuasion to Olivia.

However, Olivia preemptively removed a photo frame from the bookshelf and stated flatly, “Save it. Dylan and I have signed the divorce agreement. The court will issue the divorce decree very soon. By the way, did you see Nigel?"

At the mention of Olivia's lawyer, the assistant handed Olivia a file bag.

"Mr. Foster delivered this earlier," the assistant informed.

Turning her gaze towards the envelope, Olivia stared at it for a moment before managing a faint smile. “Well, that was quicker than I anticipated. Just leave it on the desk, and I'd like to be alone for a while," she requested.