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,

was even more

got along, so they allowed them to play together. However, when no one was around them, Edwin frightened Laura to tears, leaving

Laura returned to the living room, she eagerly wanted to

many things they wanted to

letting Laura live

however, denied the idea immediately. She glanced at Edwin and

disappointment without even getting the chance

saw his guests off,

who tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading a

felt a

that she might

On the second floor.

the French

murmured, “Are you

her gaze

lines appeared gentle, and the soft lighting featured her

Mark reached out to caress her

here. Why didn’t you invite them to stay for dinner? Wouldn’t that be

smile graced

insisted on leaving. This isn’t her usual self. She’s typically well-behaved,

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

sensed he had spoken

a low voice, he inquired, “Are you

will look after Laura from now on. There’s

a nod. But she was

for some time, could read her thoughts Like an open book. The air

hadn’t spoken this

two

and asked, “Should

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

Mark had already risen to secure the door. Returning to her, he lifted her in his arms, pressing her against

a soft murmur, “Edwin is busy with his book. I believe it would

was consumed with a strong desire for

head slightly and offered a faint nod

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

this instant, Mark found himself unable to resist any

the moment, he lowered the curtain, and they engaged in an intimate

had a slender

to restrain his desires, fearing that he

moment kept on

and call them

from inside, and since the door remained closed, the servant took the hint

room was enveloped in

rolled over and nestled in Mark’s

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

tinged Cecilia’s

over herself and

Go and check on Edwin once

ointment

in and planted a kiss on

had plenty of energy and a desire for another round, but he restrained himself and

she responded by kicking

dress himself. Clutching his wrinkled shirt, he suggested, “If you’re feeling off, a shower

and fetched some food for

attended

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

bite, and asked, “So, you’re serious about

didn’t even lift

just Looking for something to

head and remarked, “It’s nice to

Cecilia met his gaze and ventured, “Doesn’t it

within the entertainment industry were

of concern caught

Mark grinned.

could be drawn into two main aspects. One involves money, and the other

felt no need to do something for money. She

intimacy, he could fulfill her needs in that regard. There was no need for her to seek others. This gave Mark peace

skimmed through the script and softly exclaimed, “Waylen is consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few words with

Mark’s expression deepened.

you expect the same from

years ago, Mark used to

that he and Cecilia were the perfect match for each other, so he

now Cecilia had reverted to her

strong

her hair and expressed, “I’ll stand by your side in the days

warmed at

“You might need to earn a bit more. Sustaining a fresh look can be costly. However, I

smile. She still harbored jealousy over the events from years past. She was so

Laura had ultimately been

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

quite anxious regarding Rena’s

ventured outside unless necessary, and when

was strong, and together, they browsed through baby clothes, enjoying each

and Mark hold the

replied with a

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

response came with a

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

Cecilia didn’t complain.

even once pointed out that with his connections, securing a more relaxed

Mark dismissed the idea. To him, it

their age gap, which led him to indulge in their intimate

what to say next yet opted for

her hesitation, Rena queried, “Is

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

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