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.

embraced Laura, saying, “My dad’s

even more

together. However, when no one was around them, Edwin frightened Laura to tears, leaving

Laura returned to the living room, she eagerly wanted

had many things they wanted to discuss

instance, they were considering letting Laura live in Duefron with

She glanced at Edwin and nervously

had to depart with disappointment without even getting the chance to enjoy a proper

saw his guests off, out of the

tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading a fairy tale book while sitting upright and

felt a swell of

Cecilia, knowing that she might have some complaints regarding Laura’s

On the second floor.

French window, silently

Mark murmured, “Are you

her gaze toward

the soft

softness, Mark reached out to caress

all the way here. Why didn’t you invite them to stay for dinner? Wouldn’t

smile graced

insisted on leaving. This isn’t her usual self. She’s typically

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken too

voice, he inquired, “Are you

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

gave a nod. But she was

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

this freely in

top two

“Should I close the

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

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

“Edwin is busy with his book. I believe it would be beneficial for him to spend some time with Waylen. After all, he

with a strong desire for intimacy with

and offered a faint

been arguing for a whole month. Even though they lived under the

instant, Mark found himself unable to

moment, he lowered the curtain, and they

had a slender

desires, fearing that he might inadvertently

kept on until

come and call them

no sound from inside, and since the door remained closed, the servant took the hint and headed downstairs to attend

was

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

Mark’s fingers grazed

blush tinged

herself

once more. His wound

ointment on

leaned in and planted a kiss on

a desire for another round, but he restrained himself and

she responded by kicking

to dress himself. Clutching his wrinkled shirt, he suggested,

descended the stairs and fetched some food for

he attended

with a shower, and she

took a bite, and asked, “So, you’re

even lift her

for something

and remarked, “It’s nice to have something to occupy your

pause, Cecilia met his gaze and ventured,

within the

concern caught her off

Mark grinned.

main aspects. One involves money,

no need to do something for money. She was born into

fulfill her needs in that

softly exclaimed, “Waylen is consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few words with

Mark’s expression deepened.

expect the same

Mark used to be

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

had reverted to her

had a strong

tousled her hair and expressed, “I’ll stand

heart warmed at his

more. Sustaining a fresh look can be costly. However, I don’t

over the events from years past.

issue regarding Laura had ultimately

a shopping trip. At this point, Rena was nearing her

quite anxious regarding Rena’s

when she did, she was flanked by four

Rena and Cecilia was strong, and together,

and Mark hold the wedding

replied with a

then added, “It’s set in May. Mark has been swamped

with

in the northwest meant he often traveled there for work. Even in Duefron, he frequently drank

Cecilia didn’t complain.

connections, securing a more relaxed job would

idea. To him, it

him to indulge in

what to say next yet opted for

her hesitation, Rena queried, “Is

“Rena, I somehow feel the things between me and Mark have changed.

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