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.

and embraced Laura, saying, “My dad’s occupied now, so

even more

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

the living room, she eagerly

things they wanted to discuss

letting Laura live in Duefron with Mark by

idea immediately. She glanced

depart with disappointment without even getting the

off, out

of Edwin, who tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading

a

to console Cecilia, knowing that she

On the second floor.

French window,

murmured,

her gaze toward

lines appeared gentle, and the soft lighting featured her smooth

by her softness, Mark reached

didn’t you invite them to

smile graced

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

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken too

he inquired, “Are you still upset

after Laura from now on. There’s nothing

nod. But she

his life with Cecilia for some time, could read her thoughts Like an open

this freely

two buttons

“Should I close

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

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

busy with his book. I believe it would be beneficial for him to spend some

consumed with a strong desire for

her head slightly and offered a faint

lived under the same roof, they hadn’t been intimate during

this instant, Mark found himself unable to

the heat of the moment, he lowered the curtain, and

a slender

struggled to restrain his desires, fearing that he might inadvertently

intimate moment kept on

come and

and since the door remained closed, the

was

in Mark’s embrace, his arms damp

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

blush tinged Cecilia’s

over herself and

on Edwin once

some ointment

planted a

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

anger flared, and she

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

fetched some

attended

with a shower, and she was

sat beside her, took a bite, and asked, “So, you’re serious about

didn’t even lift her

for something to

head and remarked, “It’s nice

his gaze and ventured, “Doesn’t

the things within the entertainment

lack of concern caught her off

Mark grinned.

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

no need to do something for money. She was born into a wealthy family,

desired pleasure during their intimacy, he could fulfill her needs in that regard. There was no need

skimmed through the script and softly exclaimed, “Waylen is consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few words with someone else, he got jealous, especially when

Mark’s expression deepened.

you expect the same from

ago, Mark used to be quite

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

now Cecilia had reverted to

strong

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

heart warmed

bit more. Sustaining a fresh look can be costly. However, I

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

Laura had ultimately been

for a shopping trip. At this point, Rena was

anxious regarding Rena’s

rarely ventured outside unless necessary, and when she did, she was flanked by four

between Rena and Cecilia was strong, and together, they browsed

you and Mark hold the wedding

with a

in

with

northwest meant he often traveled there for work. Even

Cecilia didn’t complain.

his connections, securing a more relaxed job would

idea. To him, it

which led him to

pondered what to say

her hesitation, Rena queried, “Is

tone, “Rena, I somehow feel the things between

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