The little girl was running so fast that she almost tripped herself.
Yet, she didnât seem bothered at all.
Leylaâs smile brought out dimples in her cheeks.
Raphael and Olivia, her real parents, did not share this trait.
On the contrary, the little girl somehow bore a resemblance to Dylan when she smiled.
With a burst of energy, the little girl jumped on Olivia, her forehead covered with sweat.
Olivia used a towel to wipe her face.
The nanny approached with the toy ball, smiling as she said, âMiss Evans, Iâll take Leyla in for her bath now.
Nolaâs preparing dinner, and itâll be ready by the time sheâs clean.
Weâve got all of Leylaâs favorite dishes tonight!â
Olivia nodded and caressed Leylaâs cheek softly.
The little girl affectionately rubbed Oliviaâs hand with her face.
Having been with Olivia since birth and not yet in school, Leyla had little understanding of what a father figure meant⦠But being doted on by everyone, Leyla enjoyed each day of her life to the fullest.
Olivia gently patted her head, urging her to go ahead with her bath.
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After Leyla left, Olivia lost her interest in her work.
She decided to take a walk in the garden instead⦠However, it wasnât long before she noticed someone at the gate.
A white BMW was parked outside, and Dylan was standing next to it.
He waited silently at the gate, making it unclear how long heâd been there.
Surprised, Olivia approached.
An iron gate separated them as they looked at each other for a long time.
Finally, Olivia asked with detachment, âWhy are you here?â
âRaphael is engaged! You knew, didnât you? You never planned to get back with him, right?â
Hearing his words, Olivia felt a sharp sting in her heart.
It took her some time, but she regained her composure and responded calmly, âDylan, it seems youâve forgotten that I was still your wife when you chose to leave.
As for Raphaelâs relationships and engagements⦠these matters have nothing to do with me.
Do you expect me to update you on everything and beg for you to stay?â She paused before continuing, âIâve made it clear to you repeatedly that Raphael and I are history.
Youâre the one insisting Leyla should be with her biological father and pushing me to reconcile with Raphael.
â
Throughout her response, Dylan stared intently at her without blinking.
Olivia realized she had nothing more to say to Dylan.
Her voice softened as she said, âItâs time for you to go.
Iâm done with you.
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âYou donât love him anymore, do you?â Dylan asked.
There was a noticeable gleam of satisfaction in his voice as he spoke.
Olivia, on the other hand, was taken aback by his question.
She didnât turn around.
Instead, she responded softly, âWhether or not I still have feelings for him is none of your business!â She paused before adding, âDylan, since youâre with someone else now, Iâd prefer you not to visit here again.
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With that, she walked away.
But Dylan remained frozen in place.
He watched as Olivia walked toward the villa.
At the same time, Leyla burst out of the house joyfully.
Olivia scooped up the little girl and kissed her on the forehead.