Mark headed down to prepare the dinner.

Cecilia quickly tidied the room and then delved into reading the script.

This particular drama, suggested by Rena for its match to Cecilia’s act, cast her as a sophisticated lady, a role Cecilia was eager to embody.

Cecilia found the role appealing. The script held her in its enchanting grip.

When Mark ascended the stairs to invite her for dinner, she glanced up and experienced a twinge in her neck.

Mark grabbed the script and flipped through a few pages. He couldn’t contain his laughter.

Cecilia felt a touch of frustration due to embarrassment. The script seemed somewhat childish, but as a newcomer, she couldn’t jump into a serious drama at once.

She reached for the script, inadvertently brushing against him. But by accident, she bumped into him.

Their bodies tumbled onto the couch, entwining as they overlapped, creating a romantic scene.

Despite their many intimate encounters, the unexpected excitement still left them breathless, especially Mark, who cherished holding Cecilia close.

Cecilia felt a bit uncomfortable and tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Stand up from me.”

Mark chose not to rise but instead cradled her close, planting a soft kiss on her lips.

“Are you still upset with me?”

Her nod was unguarded and sincere. Edwin got this very expression from her.

Mark felt a surge of warmth, a blend of desire and affection.

His cheek pressed against hers, their warm skin melding together. He whispered gently, “Can I offer myself as amends to you? Is that acceptable? Don’t be upset. You’re such a lovely girl. Frowning might cause wrinkles.”

Cecilia found herself pinned beneath him. She was unable to move away.

Her eyes, rimmed with red, conveyed frustration.

“If not for Waylen, I would never have returned to your side.”

Waylen had once advised her, “You won’t know if the path ahead is right or wrong until you reach its end. If the path ahead seems rough, turn back. I’ll always be here waiting for you.”

Cecilia cherished the assurance of having a family that supported her unconditionally.

She gave Mark an angry thump.

It could be seen as an outlet, providing some little relief in their relationship.

Mark responded with another kiss, tenderly tracing the contours of her grown figure.

They had to have dinner, so Mark refrained from being overly hasty.

The days that followed were filled with tranquility.

The influence of the Evans and Fowler families was far-reaching and formidable.

Waylen stood as the top lawyer in law and politics, effortlessly prevailing in any legal battle.

The case proceeded without a hitch.

After the initial trial, the court ruled in favor of granting custody of Laura to Paul’s parents.

Paul’s parents’ joy was uncontainable.

They travel north with Laura, arriving in Duefron to express their gratitude to Mark.

They decided not to give Mark advance notice of their visit. Upon reaching Mark’s villa gate, they informed the doorman that they had come to see Mark.

Meanwhile, Mark was engaged with Edwin.

A servant approached Mark with a look of ambivalence, reporting, “Mr. Evans, you have visitors at the gate. Additionally, they were accompanied by an adorable young girl.”

Mark guessed the identity of the guests, and he found himself in a difficult situation.

His gaze shifted to Cecilia.

Cecilia’s eyes were a bit teary, but she remained composed.

“They have arrived. Go ahead and greet them.”

Mark’s hand rested on her shoulder, offering a comforting caress.

Cecilia, preferring to avoid the visitors, went upstairs.

Mark watched her depart before instructing the servant, “Please, let them in.”

Edwin raised his head proudly and inquired innocently, “Is that Laura?”

Mark was taken aback.

At that moment, Paul’s parents arrived, Laura in tow, bearing an array of unique goods from Czanch. Among these, Paul’s mother had selected some items specifically for children.

Paul’s mother gazed at Edwin with warmth in her eyes.

“You must be Edwin, right? Peter mentioned how adorable you are.”

Edwin’s innocence was unmistakable.

Yet, out of the younger generation, Edwin was known for being the most mischievous one as he grew up.

The compliment to Edwin lifted Mark’s spirits.

While Mark was fond of Laura, he refrained from embracing her, considering Cecilia’s feelings.

Laura appeared somewhat let down.

time, Edwin stepped forward and embraced Laura, saying, “My dad’s occupied

even

together. However, when no

living room, she eagerly wanted

things they wanted

instance, they were considering letting Laura live in Duefron with Mark by her

glanced at Edwin and nervously

parents had to depart with disappointment without even

off,

who tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading a

a

went upstairs to console Cecilia, knowing that she might have some

On the second floor.

the French window, silently

her, Mark murmured, “Are

her

facial lines appeared gentle, and the soft lighting featured her

reached out

didn’t you invite them to stay

graced

her usual self. She’s typically well-behaved,

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

had

voice, he inquired, “Are you still

parents will look after Laura from now on. There’s nothing to

gave a nod. But she was

his life with Cecilia for some time, could read her thoughts Like an open book. The air between them felt

hadn’t spoken this

unfastened the top two buttons of

paused and asked, “Should I

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

risen to secure the door. Returning to her, he lifted her in his arms, pressing

believe it would be beneficial for him to

was consumed with a strong desire for intimacy

head slightly and

had been arguing for a whole month. Even though they lived

instant, Mark found himself unable to resist any

of the moment, he lowered the curtain,

a

his desires, fearing that he might inadvertently cause

moment kept on until

come and call

from inside, and since the door remained closed, the servant took the hint and headed downstairs to attend to

was enveloped

over and nestled in Mark’s embrace, his arms damp

she shifted, Mark’s fingers grazed her lips, questioning,

tinged

pulled the blanket over herself and nodded with a

Edwin once more. His

some ointment on

leaned in and planted a kiss

still had plenty of energy and a desire for another round, but he restrained himself and whispered, “Have you been holding

anger flared, and she responded

his wrinkled shirt,

stairs and fetched some food

he attended

a shower, and she was now multitasking, reading the script while enjoying

asked, “So, you’re

didn’t even lift her

for something to keep me

“It’s nice to have something to

met his gaze and

the things within the entertainment industry

of concern

Mark grinned.

into two main aspects. One involves money, and the other pertains to

something for money. She was

her needs in that regard. There was no need for her to

consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few

Mark’s expression deepened.

you expect the same from

many years ago, Mark

confident that he and Cecilia were the perfect match for each other, so he was generous and didn’t fret as

now Cecilia had reverted to her previous

strong

expressed, “I’ll stand

heart warmed at

bit more. Sustaining a fresh look can be costly. However, I don’t think it would be a big

still harbored jealousy over the events from years past. She

Laura had

to join her for a shopping trip. At this point, Rena was nearing her seventh month

felt quite anxious

when she did, she was flanked by four

Cecilia was strong, and together, they browsed through

Mark hold

replied with

“It’s set in May. Mark has

came with a

his vast network in the northwest meant he often traveled there

Cecilia didn’t complain.

out that with his connections, securing a more relaxed

To him,

him to indulge in

to say next yet opted

her hesitation, Rena queried, “Is something

in a low tone, “Rena, I somehow feel the things between me and Mark have changed. I’m sure my

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