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.

forward and embraced Laura, saying,

even

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

the living room, she eagerly

many things they wanted to

were considering letting Laura live

idea immediately. She glanced at Edwin and nervously

depart with disappointment without even getting the chance to enjoy a

saw his guests off, out of the

around and caught sight of Edwin, who tended to blush easily, engrossed in reading a fairy tale book while sitting upright and looking

felt a swell

knowing that she might have some complaints

On the second floor.

against the French window, silently savoring the

murmured, “Are

shifted her gaze toward

and the soft lighting featured her smooth

softness, Mark reached out to

here. Why didn’t you invite them to stay for

graced Mark’s

This isn’t her usual self. She’s typically

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken too

low voice, he inquired, “Are you

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

gave a nod. But

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

spoken this freely

unfastened the top two buttons

and asked, “Should I

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

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

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 all, he

strong desire for

tilted her head slightly and

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

found himself unable

he lowered the curtain, and

had a

his desires, fearing that he might inadvertently

kept on until

come and call them for

since the door remained closed, the servant took the hint and headed

was

and nestled in Mark’s embrace, his arms damp with

shifted, Mark’s fingers grazed her lips,

tinged Cecilia’s

blanket over herself and nodded with a

on Edwin once more. His

ointment

and planted a kiss

plenty of energy and a desire for another round, but he restrained himself and whispered, “Have you been holding back for

flared, and she responded by

dress himself. Clutching his wrinkled shirt,

stairs and fetched some food

he attended

Cecilia had already freshened up with a shower, and she was

asked, “So, you’re

didn’t even

for something

“It’s nice to have

met his gaze

things within the

lack of concern

Mark grinned.

main aspects. One involves money,

need to do something for money. She was

that regard. There was no need for her to seek others. This gave Mark peace

quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few

Mark’s expression deepened.

the same

years ago, Mark used

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

Cecilia had reverted to her previous

strong fondness for

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

heart warmed at

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

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

Laura had ultimately been

shopping trip. At this point, Rena was nearing

felt quite anxious regarding Rena’s

unless necessary, and when she did, she was flanked

and Cecilia was strong, and together, they browsed

and Mark hold the wedding

with a

in

came with a cheerful

he often traveled

Cecilia didn’t complain.

securing a more relaxed job would be a piece of

idea. To

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

pondered what to say next yet opted for

Rena queried,

somehow feel the things between me and Mark have changed.

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