While Olivia continued with her meal, Dylan settled onto the sofa and pulled out his phone to check on his business commitments.

Despite a backlog of work from his trip to Czanch and a demanding schedule, he chose to stay by Olivia’s side, content for the moment to just be near her.

Dylan was more than willing to make any sacrifice to be near Olivia even if it meant sleeping on the floor.

After finishing half of her soup, Olivia whispered softly, “Dylan, I think we can co-parent the children.

You’re welcome to visit Leyla and the baby girl I’m carrying now.

If you’d like, you could even take them to your place on weekends.

Dylan was taken aback by her suggestion.

Olivia incredulously, “Olivia, are you suggesting this because I

you’re not comfortable visiting the kids, I won’t insist,” Olivia replied

to see them from

with emotion as he fixed his gaze

her, especially after her previous insistence on cutting ties

really want that,

response; she simply turned

had taken her a long time

about forgiveness; Olivia

interact like exes-nothing

had been a frequent visitor, taking care of

encounters were regular but marked by a distinct

kiss was merely a spur-of—the-moment

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