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

even

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

living room, she

parents had many things they wanted to discuss

live in Duefron with

denied the idea immediately. She glanced at Edwin and

with disappointment without even getting the chance

his guests off,

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

a swell of

console Cecilia, knowing that

On the second floor.

rested against the French window,

Mark murmured, “Are

shifted her gaze

gentle, and the soft lighting

her softness, Mark reached

invite them to stay

graced Mark’s

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

Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

he had spoken too

he inquired, “Are you still

resolved now. Paul’s parents will look after Laura from

a nod. But

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

this freely

top two buttons of

“Should I close the

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

“Edwin is still downstairs.”

secure the door. Returning to her,

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

consumed with a strong desire for intimacy

head slightly and offered a faint

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

Mark found himself unable

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

had a slender

struggled to restrain his desires, fearing that he might inadvertently cause her discomfort

intimate moment kept on until

servant had to come and call them for dinner

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

room was enveloped in

and nestled in Mark’s embrace, his arms

she shifted, Mark’s fingers grazed

blush tinged

herself and nodded

Edwin once more. His wound is

ointment

and planted a kiss on

still had plenty of energy and a desire for another round, but he restrained himself and whispered, “Have you

and she responded by

himself. Clutching his wrinkled shirt, he suggested, “If you’re

the stairs and fetched some food

he attended

up with a shower, and she was now multitasking, reading the script

her, took a bite, and asked, “So, you’re

didn’t even lift

for something to keep

gently caressed her head and remarked, “It’s nice to

his

the things within

of concern

Mark grinned.

main aspects. One involves money, and the other pertains

for money. She was born into a wealthy family,

in that regard.

and softly exclaimed, “Waylen is consistently quite possessive. Whenever Rena exchanged a

Mark’s expression deepened.

expect the

many years ago, Mark used to

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

now Cecilia had reverted

had a strong fondness for

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

heart warmed at

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

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

issue regarding Laura had ultimately

join her for a shopping trip. At

quite anxious regarding Rena’s

rarely ventured outside unless necessary, and when

strong, and together, they

Mark

with a

set in

came with a cheerful

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

Cecilia didn’t complain.

securing a

dismissed the idea. To

gap, which led him to indulge in their intimate

to say next yet opted

hesitation, Rena queried, “Is

I somehow feel the things between me and Mark have changed. I’m sure my love

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