When Dylan emerged from the kitchen with the food, Olivia was deep in thought⦠At the same time, the screen of the laptop had turned black.
Dylan set the laptop aside and softly said, âIf youâre not in the mood, just donât do it.
â
Hearing this, Olivia looked up.
They exchanged a long, silent glance.
Finally, Olivia said, âI need some time to think about this, Dylan.
â
Dylan burst into laughter after hearing what she said.
His smile was undeniably charming.
He gently caressed Oliviaâs cheek and whispered, âIâm talking about your work.
What are you thinking, huh?â
Hearing that, Olivia blushed and bit her lip in embarrassment!
Dylan locked his gaze on her.
Shortly after, he leaned in to kiss her lips before admitting frankly, âTo be honest, I canât wait to be close with you!â
His words shifted the mood instantly.
After a pause, he gently took her wrist and said, âCome.
I made your favorite dish! Iâll take you home after we eat.
By the way, I really miss Leyla.
Could I see her, Olivia?â
Leyla was Dylanâs daughter to begin with, and her last name had been changed to Evans following the divorce between Dylan and Olivia.
So Olivia was not ready to agree immediately.
She was hesitant to involve her child in this relationship, fearing the little girl might get too attached before she and Dylan sorted things out.
If they didnât end up together in the end, Leyla would be deeply hurt.
Observing Oliviaâs silence, Dylan understood her concerns.
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He chose not to press the issue.
Following their meal, he kept his promise and drove Olivia home, ensuring his behavior remained appropriate.
During the drive, they both remained quiet.
As he stopped the car outside her residential area, Dylan turned to face Olivia.
Just as Olivia was about to leave the car, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
The carâs interior was dim.
Dylan looked at her earnestly and said, âOlivia, Iâm serious.
I truly want to start anew with you.
â
Hearing that, Olivia lowered her gaze to avoid his eyes.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
After a momentâs thought, she looked up and said softly, âDylan, we got along so well before because we really knew each other.
We supported each other for years! But things are different now.
Our relationship isnât the same⦠Iâm not sure if I can believe what youâre saying.
I donât know if I can trust you anymore, Dylan.
We arenât young anymore.
There are many things we need to be cautious about.
And Iâm a mother now; I have to always be responsible for my child.
â
In fact, Dylan understood her worries.