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.

this time, Edwin stepped forward and embraced Laura, saying, “My

even

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

returned to the living room, she

many things they wanted to discuss with

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

the idea immediately. She glanced at Edwin and nervously bit

with disappointment without even getting the

saw his guests off, out of the

tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading

felt a swell

console Cecilia, knowing that she might

On the second floor.

against the French window, silently savoring the

her, Mark murmured, “Are you

her gaze

the soft

by her softness, Mark reached out to caress her

“They’ve come all the way here. Why didn’t you invite them to stay for dinner? Wouldn’t that be

smile graced Mark’s

This isn’t her usual self.

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken

a low voice, he inquired, “Are you still upset

look after Laura from now on.

nod.

had shared his life with Cecilia for some time, could read her thoughts

spoken this freely

top two buttons of his

“Should I close the

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

to secure the door. Returning to her, he lifted her

touches and kisses were tender, his words a soft murmur, “Edwin is busy with his book. I believe it would be beneficial for him to spend some time with Waylen. After

strong

her head slightly and offered

for a whole month. Even though they lived under the same roof, they hadn’t been intimate during

this instant, Mark found himself unable

the heat of the moment, he lowered the curtain, and they engaged in

had a slender

fearing that he might inadvertently cause her discomfort

kept on until

had to come and

inside, and since the door remained closed, the

was enveloped in

nestled in Mark’s embrace, his arms damp with

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

tinged Cecilia’s

pulled the blanket over herself and nodded with a soft

on Edwin once more.

ointment

and planted

but he restrained himself and whispered, “Have you been holding back

flared, and she

his wrinkled shirt,

and fetched

attended

and she was now multitasking, reading the script

a bite, and asked, “So, you’re serious about joining the entertainment

didn’t even

for something to

gently caressed her head and remarked, “It’s nice to have something to occupy your

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

all, the things within the

lack of concern caught her

Mark grinned.

be drawn into two main aspects. One involves money,

to do something for money. She was born

he could fulfill her needs in that regard. There was no need for

consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a

Mark’s expression deepened.

the same from

years ago, Mark used to be quite

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

now Cecilia had reverted to

a strong fondness

hair and expressed, “I’ll stand by your side

heart warmed

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

jealousy over the events from years past. She

issue regarding Laura had ultimately been

for a shopping trip. At this point, Rena was

felt quite anxious

necessary, and when she did, she was flanked

was strong, and together, they

and Mark

with a

added, “It’s set in

with

his vast network in the northwest meant he often

Cecilia didn’t complain.

securing a more relaxed job would be a

dismissed the idea. To him,

age gap, which led him to

say next yet

Rena queried,

in her hands, Cecilia confessed in a low tone, “Rena, I somehow feel the things between me and Mark have changed. I’m

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