Dylan leaned close, his breath on her neck, and whispered, "I'll transfer all my assets to you. From now on, I'll be the provider. You can rely on me to take care of you, Leyla, and Eason... I just need a little cash for gas and cigarettes."

Olivia glanced at him and replied indifferently, “If you do that, you'll regret it when you can't even afford a decent jacket to impress any young ladies in the future!"

"I'm too old to worry about that now," Dylan said quietly.

While he fell asleep, Olivia lay awake.

She was still uncomfortable sharing her bed with someone else, but it seemed Dylan really meant it... He genuinely wanted to be with her and move in. She found no reason to reject his offer. After some thought, she considered that maybe it was worth a shot!

It would be beneficial for the kids to live with their father.

Moreover, she didn't want her parents to constantly worry about her.

Before making up her mind, Olivia braced herself for the worst-case scenario and then told herself things would work out one way or another...

Time flew swiftly.

As Dylan prepared to pick up Leyla, he had the pink car ready and was dressed in flashy attire.

Olivia observed his ensemble and remarked on its flamboyance.

“Where did you get this car? Surely you're not planning to drive it, are you?" she inquired.

Dylan accelerated and replied, "This is your ride. The color is a perfect match for you."

Dylan frequently presented her with lavish gifts. Olivia would occasionally accept some, but the ostentatious car was just too much.

Despite her reluctance, Dylan insisted, "I can't see myself driving something this flashy."

"So you knew it was too showy?!" Olivia responded with resignation.

Given the car's extravagance and Dylan's attractiveness, it was clear he would be a magnet for many admirers.

This thought made Olivia chuckle and she seemed to relax, returning to her cheerful self.

At her doorstep, Dylan leaned in for a kiss. Olivia attempted to push him away as he expressed his frustration softly, "You've tried every possible way to avoid intimacy with me. You even resist my kisses now. When will you consider taking me back?"

They were already discussing it, and Olivia didn't shy away.

"I won't marry again. I'm fed up with our constant breakups and reconciliations. Sure, I'll live with you and give my children a father, but marriage is off the table. If it's marriage you want, then maybe we shouldn't do this at all," she declared firmly.

She was candid.

She'd cohabit but wouldn't wed him.

Essentially, Olivia sought a caretaker and companion in Dylan, who was ideally suited for the role. Currently, her feelings for him weren't rooted in love, a harsh reality to acknowledge.