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Then, he began to kiss the back of Elissa’s ear and whispered in a husky voice, “What did the doctor say the
other day? Did she mention we shouldn't have sex until you reach the second trimester of the pregnancy?”
Elissa’s eyes snapped open suddenly.
Apart from a tinge of disgust, her gaze held no emotion as she asked calmly, “Raphael, can’t you smell the egg
whites in my hair? | don’t think the scent has completely disappeared even after | showered twice.
Raphael froze upon hearing that.
Then, he seemed to lose interest.
He knew Elissa had done it intentionally, as she didn’t want to engage in intimacy with him.
Instead of addressing her question, he casually remarked, “It's late.
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Let’s go to sleep.
However, neither of them could find rest.
Sharing the sbed with divergent dreams perfectly summed up the state of the couple’s relationship at that
moment.
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Later, throughout Elissa’s pregnancy, Raphael refrained from touching her or engaging in any intimate contact.
Despite sharing the bed every night, they just lay side by side like strangers.
Eventually, Raphael moved to the guest room.
He mentioned that his intention was to ensure Elissa had enough rest during the nights.
However, Elissa knew he moved out for different reasons.
Essentially, he began treating her as if she were a stranger.
Yet, strangely, she didn’t mind.
As tpassed, their distance from each other only grew.
By the tElissa reached the third trimester of her pregnancy, Olivia welcomed her second child into the world,
expecting a girl like everyone else did.
However, when the moment arrived, they were all taken aback to find it was a baby boy instead.
Initially stunned, the room filled with the piercing cries of the little guy, breaking the silence.
Observing the little one beside her, Olivia’s emotions were mixed, her eyes glistening with tears.
She murmured softly, “Let's nhim Eason!”
Eason Evans...
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Dylan had waited anxiously by the door while Olivia was whisked away to the delivery room.
She appeared utterly drained after the delivery.
Taking a seat beside her bed, he tenderly reached out to stroke the newborn's head and murmured, “Eason...
What a beautiful name! Thank you, Olivia.
Thank you for bringing our son into the world.
Olivia, eyes closed, responded impassively, “I'm not doing it for you.
He’s my child too.
Dylan simply smiled, choosing not to engage in an argument.
He carefully tucked Olivia in and settled Eason in the cot.
Recently fed, the Little one seemed brimming with energy, kicking his Legs about and adamantly resisting sleep.
Suddenly, an unusual smell wafted through the room...
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