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.

Edwin stepped forward and embraced Laura, saying, “My

even more

the two kids got along, so they allowed them to play together. However, when no one was

returned to the living room,

things they wanted to

were considering letting Laura live in

She glanced at Edwin and

to depart with disappointment without even getting the chance to enjoy a proper

saw his guests off, out

to blush easily, engrossed in reading a fairy

felt a swell

to console Cecilia, knowing that

On the second floor.

French

murmured, “Are

shifted her gaze

gentle, and the

softness, Mark reached out to caress her

didn’t you invite them to stay for dinner? Wouldn’t

smile graced Mark’s

insisted on leaving. This isn’t her usual

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

sensed he had spoken too

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

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

a nod. But

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

hadn’t spoken this

two

paused and asked, “Should

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

her, he

book. I believe it would be beneficial for him to spend some time with Waylen. After all, he is skilled at teaching and guiding

a strong desire for intimacy with

tilted her head slightly and offered a

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

this instant, Mark found himself

moment, he lowered the curtain,

a

his desires, fearing that he might inadvertently cause her discomfort

intimate moment kept on until 8:00

servant had to come and

was no sound from inside, and since the door remained closed, the servant took the hint and headed

was

and nestled in Mark’s embrace, his

grazed her

tinged

herself and nodded with a soft

Edwin once more. His

ointment on

leaned in and planted

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

she responded by kicking

himself. Clutching his wrinkled shirt, he suggested,

and fetched some

attended

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

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

even

something

“It’s

thoughtful pause, Cecilia met his gaze and ventured,

the things within the

of concern caught

Mark grinned.

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

something for money. She was

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

possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a few words with someone else, he got jealous,

Mark’s expression deepened.

expect the

ago, Mark used

the perfect match for each other, so

now Cecilia had reverted to her previous

a strong fondness for

“I’ll stand by your side

heart warmed at

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

She still harbored jealousy over

regarding Laura had

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

quite anxious regarding

outside unless necessary, and when

Cecilia was strong, and together, they browsed through

and Mark hold the wedding

with

“It’s set in May. Mark has been swamped

with

company was in Duefron. Yet, his vast network in the northwest meant he often traveled there for work. Even

Cecilia didn’t complain.

once pointed out that with his connections, securing

Mark dismissed the idea. To him, it smacked

led him to indulge

say next yet opted

queried, “Is something

garment 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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