Olivia's dreams were mostly about children.

There was a period when she would dream of a beautiful field of flowers every day.

In her dreams, a child was walking up to her with a pretty flower crown in his hands. Then, he smiled as he placed the flower crown on her head.

Olivia relaxed her eyebrows. "Thank you, Connor."

"Mommy, pretty." Connor was elated, and he smiled from ear to ear.

Olivia felt like Connor would become a gentleman when he grew up. After all, he was already so gentle at a young age.

Cupping Connor's face, she kissed him lightly on the cheek.

Once again, she wished that he was her child.

Olivia patted Connor's knees, dusting away the grass and dirt that stuck to them.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted Ethan standing on a hillside in the distance.

He was probably worried that he would ruin her mood if he went over to them.

So, he decided to just watch from a distance.

Connor sat down next to her, watching the water running in the creek.

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