Outside, Dylan did not leave. He sat inside his car, smoking quietly.

He turned his gaze upward. The lights on the second floor were on.

But the person inside the room no longer cared about him.

Embarrassed and with great regret, the maid followed Olivia's instructions. Then, she whispered, "Mr. Wright, I apologize, but Miss Evans treats us very well and pays us well. Please don't make things difficult for us..."

Dylan understood her concern.

He nodded wordlessly. After finishing his cigarette, he drove away.

Inside the master bedroom.

Olivia saw that Dylan had bought Leyla a wooden rocking horse. The little girl was happily riding on it.

The nanny stood beside Leyla, ready to catch her in case she would fall down.

When Olivia came in, Leyla turned to her and greeted her excitedly, but made no move to get off the horse.

Taking off her shawl, Olivia walked over to her daughter and squatted down to her level. She touched the rocking horse gently and asked with a smile, "Is this from Uncle Dylan?"

"Yes!" Leyla replied with a grin.

As she spoke, she kept swaying back and forth on the horse.

Beautiful shells decorated the horse. Dylan had even made sure to polish the sharp edges.

It was indeed a delicate piece of work, and it showed his thoughtfulness.

Olivia seemed to be lost in thought for a moment, her hand touching Leyla's head gently.

In high spirits, Leyla turned to Olivia and asked, “Will Uncle Dylan come again tomorrow?"

Olivia felt a twinge in her chest at her daughter's hopeful eyes.

Leyla was too young to understand the messy relationship between her mother and Dylan. Olivia hesitated for a moment, and then said, “He will be away for a business trip, so he wouldn't be able to see you for a while."

The disappointment that crossed Leyla's face almost made Olivia feel guilty.

Leyla felt a bit sad. Earlier, she had asked her maid to make a big cake for Christmas so she could invite Dylan and share it with him.

On top of that, she really missed the chicken wings that Dylan had made for her the other day.

Leyla's mouth watered at the memory of the taste.

After tucking Leyla to bed, Olivia took a shower and began to work on her comic book. At this time, Dolly approached her quietly. The dog rested her head on Olivia's feet.