It wasn't that she was avoiding Dylan; she was simply exhausted.

On his part, Dylan was wide awake, haunted by the thought of nearly losing Olivia and their unborn child that night.

As a result, he stayed awake all night.

To keep from disturbing Olivia, he dimmed the bedside lamp and sat silently next to her... It had been ages since he was last this close to Olivia. Gazing intently at her, he watched over her as she slept.

Occasionally, Olivia would frown in discomfort during her sleep.

Dylan rested his hand gently on her stomach.

Yet, he was careful not to press too hard.

He lightly caressed her stomach and suddenly felt the baby move...

Though still tiny, Dylan sensed a strong life force in the baby through that gentle touch.

He had heard they were expecting a daughter.

So, he imagined she would be as charming and lively as Leyla.

With that thought, Dylan's heart swelled with warmth, and he began to contemplate possible names for the girl. Even if Olivia might not agree, he mentally came up with a list of names... After some thought, however, he realized those names didn't quite fit the baby girl.

What about Jeannette? That sounded like a pretty name!

But then, he quickly dismissed it... There must be something better!

He wanted the perfect name for the baby girl.

Thus, Dylan spent the entire night brainstorming a name for his daughter.

At that moment, he hadn't considered the possibility that the doctors might be mistaken and the baby could actually be a boy...

By morning, Edwin hurried to the hospital.

He arrived with hearty homemade breakfast... Cecilia came along, while Laura had to stay home to get the kids ready for school.

They both entered the room together.

Hearing the entrance, Dylan looked up towards the door.

Cecilia and Edwin entered the ward quietly.

Edwin, focusing on Olivia, whispered, “Has she woken up at all?"

"Yes, she woke up once! And she managed to eat some soup."