Jeff continued, "Olivia, you've been sheltered by me from a young age. You don't know how cruel people can be. Some people will do anything to get status and wealth. When it comes to this, gender doesn't matter.""I know that now.""Back then, I was the one who spent the most time with her. I was the ideal target. I didn't have any bad habits, and I was a dedicated man. She wouldn't have to worry about other women if she married me. Most importantly, I was much older than her. She could inherit my wealth after I passed."She only gave up and tried pursuing another man after I explicitly turned her down. Olivia, do you know who she set her sights on that night?"Olivia felt a chill down her spine. "Who was it?""It was Ethan."Olivia was dumbfounded. "How could it be him?""Jodie was a proud woman. She was probably discontent that she wasn't able to get together with me. Your relationship with Ethan wasn't public, and no one knew he was married. Naturally, there were a lot of wom

Jeff set down his carving knife when he saw Olivia's troubled expression. "What's wrong, Olivia? You don't have to keep it to yourself. You can tell me anything.""Dad, we're only living here temporarily. I'm thinking about where we should live after the kids are born." She wanted to say that she wanted nothing to do with Ethan anymore. But how could she get away from him with the kids in tow? Where could she even go? Sighing, Jeff said, "Ethan told me he had bought the Fordham residence back. Maybe we could return there?" "I'll think about it. There's no rush. We still have time."Olivia picked up the carving knife and said, "Teach me how to do it, Dad. I want to make something for the babies, too." "Sure. I'll teach you."Mona saw this warm moment between them from afar. She took a picture of it and sent it to Ethan. Ethan was picking out a suit at the bridal shop. He spaced out after looking at the photo Mona sent him. In the photo, Olivia was holding a carving knife wi

Ethan finally understood how Olivia felt when he arrived at the baby store. Connor was Ethan's firstborn. He should've been more concerned than anyone, but the incident with Leia created a rift between him and Olivia. He looked at all the baby clothes. They were all very colorful. He finally understood why Olivia had so much to say back then and why her eyes were always glowing. Everything made for babies looked cute. They were small and soft, but it was like they could heal the soul. "Look at that little pony, Mr. Miller. It's so cute. And that toy gun, it's adorable. These clothes are so tiny. Are they really for babies? It looks like they were made for cats. What about that pacifier? That's cute too."Kelvin was more excited to be in the store than Ethan. Rough men like them looked out of place in a baby store. A salesperson saw Ethan's attire and knew he would be a big spender. The watch he was wearing was worth more than the entire shop. "Nice to meet you, sir. Is your

Olivia stood at the entrance of the Fordham residence. Different emotions emerged in her heart. Even though the Fordham residence had been repurchased, it was done by Ethan and Marina. Olivia cringed at the thought of that. So, she hadn't been back since. The hydrangeas in front of the yard were in full bloom with various colors and were left untrimmed. Some roses had crept out from the wall, making their way around the old wall.A gust of wind blew over, and the flowers began to sway in the wind. It was a beautiful sight, but Olivia froze in her tracks. "Mrs. Miller, let's go in. Mr. Miller is waiting for you," Kelvin urged. The different emotions going through Olivia's mind were making her reluctant. Before she could open the door, she heard the door swing open. A white cat ran toward her. Snowball purred and started to walk in circles around Olivia. She looked at Snowball, wondering why Ethan would bring Snowball here. Olivia wanted to see what Ethan was trying to pull be

Olivia couldn't help but walk into the room. She was sure it used to be a guest room. But it had been renovated into a big room painted with soft colors. Half of the room was blue, and the other half was pink. The lights were turned off, and the door was closed. Stars appeared overhead. The glow was soft, and there were occasional shooting stars. Some disco lights lit up in the room, and a music box sounded. There was a cradle, a rocking horse, and various toys. There were baby clothes arranged according to the babies' age. The collection ranged from clothes for newborn babies to those for one-year-olds. There was even a designated play area for children with a castle, slides, and swings. Ethan had thought about everything that a baby would ever want. It was even better than the room she designed back then. There wasn't a single parent in the world that could refuse a place like this. Olivia ran her fingers over the baby clothes. Her mind wandered, and tears filled her eyes.