Bathed in the soft glow of the lamp, Laura looked serene as she whispered, "She's pretending. She's still awake."

Edwin couldn't resist tickling Leyla, eliciting giggles from her.

He then kissed her cheek gently. "Time for bed. It's late."

With care, he cradled the little girl in his arms, reminiscent of how he used to put Scott and Myrna to sleep.

Observing the heartwarming scene, Laura couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. Edwin, now 40 years old, was still such a loving father.

She leaned in and plucked a gray hair from his head. "You've got a gray hair," she noted softly.

His eyes softened as he glanced at Leyla sleeping peacefully.

Then, he pulled Laura closer, pressing her against him, continuing where they had left off. Concerned about waking the child, he led her to the bathroom, where they could have some privacy.

Beneath the gentle glow of the bathroom light, Laura's skin appeared radiant.

Edwin moved with vigor, determined to please her. As he approached climax, he slowed his pace, his forehead glistening with sweat. With a whispered promise, he kissed his wife tenderly. "Even when I'm sixty, I'll still know how to make you happy."

Laura cradled his head tenderly, allowing her more feminine, sensual side to emerge in the privacy of their intimacy. With a soft exhale, she murmured, “You're quite the smooth talker.”

Edwin leaned in, pressing his forehead against hers as he kissed her Lips gently.

He whispered, “Only for you, Laura. My love is yours alone. Always and forever."

Laura trembled slightly, surrendering to his kiss as they shared a moment of passion.

Afterward, she quickly drifted off to sleep, content and sated.

Meanwhile, Edwin stepped out onto the balcony, lighting up a cigarette as the autumn rain fell gently around him.

He noticed the light still on in a car parked outside the villa, knowing it belonged to Dylan.

Glancing toward his sister's bedroom, he noted the darkness within.

He doubted Olivia would forgive Dylan this time. Their relationship seemed beyond repair.

But perhaps it was for the best.

Eventually, Dylan would move on and find love elsewhere, maybe with Gina or someone else entirely. Only time would tell.

Finishing his cigarette, Edwin returned to his room, the sound of raindrops providing a soothing backdrop as he settled in for the night.

Meanwhile, Dylan had been waiting for days, hoping to catch Olivia's attention. When she finally emerged, seated in the back of a black limousine, Dylan hurried over.

The car halted, and Olivia calmly addressed him through the open window. "I've made myself clear. Please don't come here again. I don't want you to disturb my life anymore," Olivia stated firmly.