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.

Laura, saying, “My

was even more

parents thought the two kids got along, so they allowed them to play together. However, when no one was around them, Edwin frightened Laura to tears, leaving her too

to the living

things they wanted to discuss with

considering letting Laura live in Duefron with Mark by her

glanced at

even getting the chance to enjoy a

guests off, out of the

to blush easily, engrossed in

felt a swell of

that she

On the second floor.

against the French

murmured, “Are

her

appeared gentle, and the

softness, Mark reached out to caress

the way here. Why didn’t you invite

smile graced

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

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken too

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

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

a nod.

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

spoken this

unfastened the top two

and asked, “Should I

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

secure the door. Returning to her, he lifted her

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 all, he is skilled at teaching and guiding

strong desire for

head slightly and

month. Even though they lived under the

Mark found himself unable

the heat of the moment, he lowered the curtain,

had a

desires, fearing that he might inadvertently cause her discomfort or

moment kept

come and call them

the door remained closed, the servant took

room was enveloped in

over and nestled in Mark’s

fingers grazed her lips, questioning, “Are

blush tinged

herself and

and check on Edwin once more. His wound is

some ointment

in and planted a

for another round, but he restrained himself and whispered, “Have you

she

that point, Mark rose to dress himself. Clutching his wrinkled shirt, he suggested,

and fetched some food for

attended to

return, Cecilia had already freshened up with a shower, and

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

even

for something

and remarked, “It’s

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

within the entertainment industry

lack of concern caught her

Mark grinned.

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

need to do something for money.

could fulfill her needs in that regard. There was no need for her to seek others. This

Whenever Rena exchanged a few words with someone

Mark’s expression deepened.

expect the same

many years ago, Mark used to

were the perfect match for each other,

reverted to her

had a strong fondness

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

heart warmed

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

smile. She still harbored jealousy over the events from years

Laura

At this point, Rena was nearing

felt quite anxious regarding Rena’s

unless necessary, and when she

Cecilia was strong, and together, they browsed through baby clothes,

you and Mark hold

with

added, “It’s set in May. Mark has

with a

meant he often traveled there for work. Even

Cecilia didn’t complain.

that with his connections, securing a more relaxed

dismissed the idea. To him, it smacked of

which led him to indulge in their intimate moments until

to say next yet

her hesitation, Rena queried,

low tone, “Rena, I somehow feel the things between me and Mark have changed. I’m sure my love for him persists,

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