Dylan remained quiet for a moment. Then he said, "No. There's no need to report to me. I was only asking. Well, I have to go now. I need to feed our son."

Raphael escorted Leyla back to the hospital room.

Elissa was nursing the baby when they entered. She was startled to see Leyla. “Why is she here?"

Leyla was equally surprised to see Elissa breastfeeding.

Fortunately, Leyla was just a little girl, which spared Elissa some embarrassment. Elissa modestly covered herself and glanced at her husband. "Did you see Olivia?"

Raphael nodded and positioned the little girl at the end of the bed, allowing her to observe the new baby.

Elissa felt a bit self-conscious and couldn't resist shooting her husband a disapproving look.

Raphael smiled. "She's young and naive. She's just curious."

Just then, Leyla chimed in enthusiastically, "My mom used to feed me like that when I was a baby!"

The mood in the room shifted slightly.

In a quiet tone, Elissa scolded him, "Kids these days understand more than you think!"

As he stroked Leyla's hair, he gently said, “Elissa feels a little shy. Let's change the subject, okay?"

Leyla nodded compliantly.

Her attention returned to the baby as she remarked on his cuteness, comparing him to her baby brother Eason. Eason looked just like this baby when he was born. Raphael and Elissa listened to her without interruption. Every so often, Elissa glanced at Raphael, understanding clearly. Despite having three children, including Brantley, he seemed to have a special affection for Leyla. Perhaps because she was his only daughter, or maybe due to her mother...

But Elissa wasn't troubled by this.

It wasn't that she didn't care about Raphael's past, but they had been through a lot together. The past was behind them. Olivia had moved on as well. Elissa had no reason to dwell on old memories.

Raphael loved her, and he treated her and the children well. That was all that mattered.

Life was never perfect, and every relationship went through its challenges.

Leyla gazed at Elissa tenderly and kissed her cheek, asking if she was still in pain from the delivery. Then she softly said, "Grandma said that giving birth is like facing life and death. Aunt Elissa, what does ‘a matter of life and death’ mean?"

Elissa thought Leyla was truly sweet.

Leyla was gentle and endearing.

Elissa couldn't help but glance at Raphael. Leyla resembled him quite a bit, but perhaps because she was a girl, she looked more like Olivia now. Elissa could picture how adorable Olivia must have been as a child. No wonder Raphael found it hard to forget her.

She softly caressed Leyla's cheek and explained, "It means that once someone leaves home, they can never return.”

After pondering for a moment, Leyla inquired, “Does that mean you managed to go back home?"