Leyla was over the moon when Dylan was around but now, thanks to him, she was dealing with the pain of separation way too early.

Olivia fought hard to keep her cool.

But kids were quick to forgive. After being mad at Dylan for a bit, Leyla opened her little arms to him, and Dylan scooped her up.

Dylan gave the little girl a kiss on her cheek, and then said to Olivia, "I've sent the driver back. I can give you a ride!"

Olivia was cool with it.

But once she was in the car, she didn't say a single word to Dylan.

Dylan knew why she was mad-it was all about Gina.

He didn't bring it up because Leyla was right there with them.

Half an hour later, the car pulled into Olivia's driveway. To celebrate Leyla starting preschool, the maid had made a feast. She had even cooked those mouth-watering roast pork chops.

In the kitchen, Dolly, the family dog, sat there, drooling at the smell of all the food being cooked.

When the car rolled into the driveway, Dolly perked up, her ears on high alert.

For a second, she froze.

Then she dashed out and barked Like crazy at the Bentley.

Woof, woof, woof!

After they got out of the car, Dylan tried to pet Dolly, but the dog bounced around, dodging him.

It was clear even the dog was upset with him.

Meanwhile, Olivia stepped out with Leyla.

Leyla ran over and took Dolly by the collar, leading her canine friend away. The dog strutted off, following Leyla with her tail held high.

Olivia shot a look back at Dylan.

The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the yard, but the golden light made everything feel a little too quiet.

After a moment, Olivia said, "Thanks for dropping us off."

Her voice was polite but distant. It was clear she didn't want him hanging around.

Dylan caught the hint.

He took a step closer, his voice rough. "I need to talk to you, Olivia."