Olivia guessed the nanny had seen the hug between her and Raphael.
Unable to explain, she simply replied, âItâs just a misunderstanding.
â
With a gentle smile, the nanny reassured, âYou donât have to explain to me, Miss Evans.
I trust you.
But men can get jealous easily.
Just talk to Mr.
Wright, and itâll be okay.
â
Nodding silently, Olivia left for the study, where Dylan sat behind the door.
âCome in,â he called out upon hearing her knock on the door.
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As she stepped inside, the scent of cigarettes hit her, worrying her.
âWhy are you smoking so much? Itâs not good for you,â she fretted.
Dylan remained silent, gazing at her.
âSo, you still care about me, huh?â
Olivia set the plate down, snatched his cigarette, stubbed it out and cracked open the window to clear the air.
As she turned, Dylan wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.
âI saw you with Raphael, and he hugged you,â he murmured.
âDo you still have feelings for him, Olivia?â
His words annoyed Olivia.
She turned, planting a gentle kiss on his chin.
But Dylan remained unmoved.
Gazing into her eyes, he scooped her up and carried her to the deskâ¦
Slowly, he untied her bathrobe, revealing Oliviaâs slim, delicate figure.
Then, he loosened his beltâ¦
Holding her close, he hastily unzipped his pantsâ¦
Held tightly by Dylan, Olivia sensed he might be ready to take things further.
Her heart raced unexpectedly.
Thinking of their baby, she gently halted him, explaining, âHe only came to drop off the bag I left behind.
I promise I wonât see him again.
Iâm done with him, Dylan.
If I still had feelings for him, weâdâ¦â
âYouâd have gotten back together by now if there was a chance with Raphael, right?â Dylan interrupted, his voice barely above a whisper.
He fixed his gaze on Olivia, who couldnât help but tremble under his stare.
Awkwardly tightening her bathrobe, Olivia wrestled with how to break the news of her pregnancy to Dylan.