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