Olivia Jenkins had finished all the dishes that Daniel Marshall had served her.
Still, a sweet smile lingered on Olivia's charming face, revealing nothing of her inner thoughts.
Daniel studied Olivia carefully, struggling to find the right words.
Children were his bottom line; he could give her anything but that.
Even if they couldn't have a child, they could still lead a happy life, without fretting over the absence of one.
As they left the restaurant, Olivia played her role as Mrs. Olivia Marshall perfectly, taking the initiative to hold Daniel's hand, and sticking to him as if nothing had happened.
Just like usual, Daniel stole a kiss from Olivia, wrapping his arms around her.
"Honey, when are you free? Let's go take our wedding pictures."
Her almond-shaped eyes twinkling with laughter, Olivia looked at Daniel, "Next Saturday and Sunday, I'm free."
