His eyes softened as he glanced at Leyla sleeping peacefully.
Then, he pulled Laura closer, pressing her against him, continuing where they had left off.
Concerned about waking the child, he led her to the bathroom, where they could have some privacy.
Beneath the gentle glow of the bathroom light, Lauraâs skin appeared radiant.
Edwin moved with vigor, determined to please her.
As he approached climax, he slowed his pace, his forehead glistening with sweat.
With a whispered promise, he kissed his wife tenderly.
âEven when Iâm sixty, Iâll still know how to make you happy.
â
Laura cradled his head tenderly, allowing her more feminine, sensual side to emerge in the privacy of their intimacy.
With a soft exhale, she murmured, âYouâre quite the smooth talker.
â
A N G E L A âs L I B R A R Y
Edwin leaned in, pressing his forehead against hers as he kissed her Lips gently.
He whispered, âOnly for you, Laura.
My love is yours alone.
Always and forever.
â
Laura trembled slightly, surrendering to his kiss as they shared a moment of passion.
Afterward, she quickly drifted off to sleep, content and sated.
Meanwhile, Edwin stepped out onto the balcony, lighting up a cigarette as the autumn rain fell gently around him.
He noticed the light still on in a car parked outside the villa, knowing it belonged to Dylan.
Glancing toward his sisterâs bedroom, he noted the darkness within.
He doubted Olivia would forgive Dylan this time.
Their relationship seemed beyond repair.
But perhaps it was for the best.
Eventually, Dylan would move on and find love elsewhere, maybe with Gina or someone else entirely.
Only time would tell.
Finishing his cigarette, Edwin returned to his room, the sound of raindrops providing a soothing backdrop as he settled in for the night.
Meanwhile, Dylan had been waiting for days, hoping to catch Oliviaâs attention.
When she finally emerged, seated in the back of a black limousine, Dylan hurried over.
The car halted, and Olivia calmly addressed him through the open window.
âIâve made myself clear.
Please donât come here again.
I donât want you to disturb my life anymore,â Olivia stated firmly.
Dylanâs clothes were damp, likely from standing outside the mansion all night, the dew seeping into his attire.
He gazed at her, his voice slow and incredulous.
âI donât believe it.
I canât believe youâd go through with the abortion.
Iâve thought about it endlessly, but I just canât imagine you doing it.
The baby is still with you, isnât it?â
âItâs gone,â Olivia reiterated calmly.
Noting Dylanâs continued presence, she retrieved a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to him.
âThis is the agreement for the termination of the pregnancy.
Iâve signed it, and they performed the surgery on me.
Along with it is the post-operation report.
If you doubt me, take a look.
â
The paper was light, but Dylan was too stunned to catch it.
It fluttered softly to the ground as the window of the black limousine closed, the car pulling away.