Noticing the tense vibe, the nanny whispered to Olivia, “Mr. Wright spotted your car and came downstairs for you."

This news added to Olivia's inner turmoil.

During dinner, Dylan remained quiet. He wasn't icy but it was clear he was upset. Olivia felt they needed to talk things out.

After eating, Dylan entertained Leyla a while before heading to his study.

Olivia tucked Leyla in bed.

The nanny brought in a plate of fruit, whispering, “Every couple has disagreements. Just say something sweet to Mr. Wright. He won't make it hard for you."

Olivia guessed the nanny had seen the hug between her and Raphael.

Unable to explain, she simply replied, “It's just a misunderstanding.”

With a gentle smile, the nanny reassured, "You don't have to explain to me, Miss Evans. I trust you. But men can get jealous easily. Just talk to Mr. Wright, and it'll be okay."

Nodding silently, Olivia left for the study, where Dylan sat behind the door. "Come in," he called out upon hearing her knock on the door.

As she stepped inside, the scent of cigarettes hit her, worrying her.

“Why are you smoking so much? It's not good for you," she fretted.

Dylan remained silent, gazing at her.

"So, you still care about me, huh?"

Olivia set the plate down, snatched his cigarette, stubbed it out and cracked open the window to clear the air.

As she turned, Dylan wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I saw you with Raphael, and he hugged you," he murmured.

"Do you still have feelings for him, Olivia?"

His words annoyed Olivia.

She turned, planting a gentle kiss on his chin.

But Dylan remained unmoved.

Gazing into her eyes, he scooped her up and carried her to the desk...

Slowly, he untied her bathrobe, revealing Olivia's slim, delicate figure.

Then, he loosened his belt...

Holding her close, he hastily unzipped his pants...