Later, throughout Elissa's pregnancy, Raphael refrained from touching her or engaging in any intimate contact. Despite sharing the bed every night, they just lay side by side like strangers.

Eventually, Raphael moved to the guest room.

He mentioned that his intention was to ensure Elissa had enough rest during the nights. However, Elissa knew he moved out for different reasons. Essentially, he began treating her as if she were a stranger.

Yet, strangely, she didn't mind.

As time passed, their distance from each other only grew.

By the time Elissa reached the third trimester of her pregnancy, Olivia welcomed her second child into the world, expecting a girl like everyone else did. However, when the moment arrived, they were all taken aback to find it was a baby boy instead.

Initially stunned, the room filled with the piercing cries of the little guy, breaking the silence.

Observing the little one beside her, Olivia's emotions were mixed, her eyes glistening with tears. She murmured softly, “Let's name him Eason!"

Eason Evans...

Dylan had waited anxiously by the door while Olivia was whisked away to the delivery room.

She appeared utterly drained after the delivery.

Taking a seat beside her bed, he tenderly reached out to stroke the newborn's head and murmured, “Eason... What a beautiful name! Thank you, Olivia. Thank you for bringing our son into the world."

Olivia, eyes closed, responded impassively, “I'm not doing it for you. He's my child too."

Dylan simply smiled, choosing not to engage in an argument.

He carefully tucked Olivia in and settled Eason in the cot. Recently fed, the Little one seemed brimming with energy, kicking his Legs about and adamantly resisting sleep. Suddenly, an unusual smell wafted through the room...

As Dylan puzzled over the situation, Leyla covered her nose and said, "I think Eason just had a dirty diaper."

Upon hearing this, Dylan checked the diaper.

Leyla was spot on. He delicately removed the soiled diaper... Like an assistant, Leyla promptly handed him a fresh one.

While Dylan changed Eason's diaper, Leyla pouted.

Her expression was one of clear disappointment.

It wasn't hard to discern a child's thoughts. Eason had Dylan's attention, but Leyla had never known her father's presence.

Dylan was the only one who showed her kindness.

Taking a quick glance at the little girl, Dylan tucked Eason in after changing his diaper. Then, he lifted Leyla up so she could see the little boy's face. After a moment, he said in a soft voice, “How about this, Leyla? From now on, if you'd Like, you can also call me Daddy."

“But what if mommy doesn't approve?" Leyla whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck.