Since his arrival back in Duefron, he had been swamped with work, leaving him with little time to converse with Laura like this. Yet amidst his busy schedule, Edwin deeply missed her.

Despite sharing the same roof, Edwin couldn't shake off his thoughts about Laura.

Even after many years of marriage, Edwin still harbored a strong affection for her.

Whenever they were together, Edwin's passion burned brightly.

Meanwhile, Olivia returned to her room to find Leyla sound asleep on the bed, the blanket kicked aside.

Leyla, in her one-piece pajamas, resembled a baby octopus with her chubby legs, adding to her adorable appearance.

After tucking Leyla in, Olivia couldn't resist planting a kiss on her cheek before admiring the sight of the sweet little girl quietly.

The little girl appeared to have grown up in the blink of an eye.

Olivia's gaze fixed on Leyla, and thoughts of Dylan inevitably flooded her mind.

Memories resurfaced of their encounter in the backyard.

To this moment, Olivia vividly recalled Dylan's adept touch, a moment that stirred emotions within her. Admittingly, she felt a stirring within, though uncertain about how to confront Dylan or navigate her relationship with him with Gina in the picture.

Perhaps all good things just eventually came to an end.

And this was the end of her story with Dylan.

Olivia had been enjoying restful sleep in recent days, but tonight she found herself unable to drift off.

The following morning, a servant knocked on her door, announcing, “Miss Evans, someone has sent a bouquet of flowers for you."

Olivia was taken aback by the unexpected gesture.

As she opened the door, Edwin coincidentally emerged from his room.

He approached to inspect the bouquet, finding no signature or accompanying message but simply a blank card.

Edwin remarked with a wry smile, "I bet it's from Dylan. It seems the rascal has a knack for romantic gestures, doesn't he?"

The bouquet, adorned with white lilies, held Olivia's attention for a moment.

After a brief pause, Olivia handed the flowers to the maid, her tone devoid of emotion as she said, "They're yours now."

The perceptive servant quickly caught Olivia's meaning.

With a beaming smile, she responded, “How kind of you, Miss Evans. White lilies are my favorite. Thank you so much.”

With that, she whisked the flowers away.