Olivia opened her mouth to argue.

But then, she remembered that Connor didn't understand these things at all. So, there was no point in explaining.

Moreover, she only wanted him to live peacefully and grow up in bliss.

Soon, Connor closed his eyes. He leaned against Olivia's chest, sleeping soundly.

There was even a sliver of saliva on the corner of his mouth.

Reaching out, Olivia wiped it away. She gazed at him with a gentle look.

She wondered if the baby in her tummy would look like Connor when they were born. After all, they were both Ethan's children.

"Liv."

In the silent night, Ethan's voice sounded a little hoarse and weary as it broke the silence.

Olivia's expression turned cold. She didn't say anything, waiting for Ethan to continue.

Ethan cleared his throat.

After thinking for a long while, he finally spoke. "Connor likes you, and I know you like him too. You can treat him like your son."

Olivia snorted. "Marina's leg is broken, so she can't take care of childre