The atmosphere in the room became slightly tense.

Cecilia gazed at Mark and slowly asked, “Are you here to visit the children?”

Mark, still holding Olivia in his arms, glanced at Cecilia and Thomas, noting that they looked like a perfect couple.

His expression darkened a bit.

While Mark had visited the children frequently in the past few days, he hadn’t seen Cecilia much due to her work and occasional dates. He didn’t intentionally time his visits when she was at home.

Today, he happened to walk in on this scene.

If he were an ordinary person, he might have felt embarrassed.

However, Mark was quite accomplished a man. Instead of displaying any unhappiness, he stood up and extended his hand to shake Thomas’.

“Hello,” he said.

Thomas was a bit taken aback.

Mark then looked at Cecilia tenderly and said, “Your clothes are wet.

You should change.”

He continued in a caring tone, “Mr. Smith, if you’d like, you can also take a shower and get changed. Waylen’s clothes should fit you.”

Thomas was in a dilemma.

He felt that something was off with Mark’s words, but they also seemed reasonable.

After all, even though Mark had a history with Cecilia, he was still in-law to the Fowler family. And they were indeed drenched. Thus, his suggestion didn’t seem entirely inappropriate.

But…

Cecilia saved Thomas from his dilemma and said gently, “You can leave for now.”

Thomas nodded.

“ALL right, I’ll call you later.”

He quickly left.

Cecilia glanced at Mark but remained silent.

She shook her hair and was about to head upstairs. Mark, following her, asked softly, “How was your date?”

Cecilia paused for a moment, and then replied casually, “We had a good time.”

Mark smiled faintly. When Cecilia went upstairs, he continued to assist his daughter in walking. His expression was very tender, devoid of any trace of unhappiness.

Waylen, who had witnessed the entire scene, couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I have to say, I didn’t realize you had such patience.”

Mark asked, “What do you mean?”

Olivia, weary from her attempts to walk, no longer wanted to continue and clamored Mark to hold her.

Mark, holding his daughter with one arm, prepared to get some warm milk for her. However, he found only enough milk formula for one serving.

He summoned the servant.

The servant hurriedly apologized.

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“Mr. Evans, I’m sorry. I had a lot to do today and forgot.”

Olivia understood the situation and leaned on her father’s shoulder, appearing unhappy.

Mark didn’t make an issue of it with the servant.

He held Olivia with one arm, prepared a fresh bottle of warm milk with the other, and sat down on the sofa to feed her.

Olivia enjoyed drinking milk and held the bottle with both hands.

While Olivia was drinking her milk, Mark watched her tenderly.

Waylen observed them quietly, feeling somewhat unsettled.

Mark had been back for some time, taking control of the company and making bold and decisive decisions, which contrasted with the gentle and loving demeanor he displayed at home.

It was a stark difference from the Mark Waylen knew.

Waylen couldn’t help but think that Mark was quite accommodating.

Mark remained composed. He behaved like the perfect ex-husband around Cecilia and Thomas, which amazed the Fowlers.

Mark finished feeding Olivia who grew drowsy after drinking her milk.

She slept on Mark’s shoulder, her skin flawless and her eyelashes long.

A truly adorable sight.

Mark carefully carried her upstairs.

Waylen watched without saying anything to stop Mark. He just shook his head slightly.

On the second floor, Cecilia had already taken a shower and changed into comfortable clothing.

She had also dried her long hair.

Mark entered with Olivia in his arms, and after observing Cecilia for a moment, he said softly, “She’s asleep. Stay with her for a while.

I’ll go buy more milk powder. She’s out of milk powder.”

Cecilia took the baby and carefully placed Olivia in her crib.

It seemed that she had contemplated the situation because she said softly, “If you want to visit the children in the future, please come on Saturdays and Sundays. It’s more convenient.”

Mark appeared somewhat surprised.

He asked after a brief pause, “Are you concerned that Thomas might be upset if he sees me?”

Cecilia nodded.

“Yes, it wouldn’t be appropriate.”

Unexpectedly, Mark agreed.

“Alright, I’ll do my best to visit on Saturdays and Sundays. If I do come during the weekdays, I’ll leave before dinner. I’ll try not to cause you any inconvenience.”

remained silent,

immediately. He asked with a caring tone, as if he were

a

gone out with Thomas a few times and had shared a few meals with him,

didn’t want to appear frustrated to

casually replied, “We get

Mark smiled.

you two end up together in the future, I can take care of the two children.

bear Mark’s

welled up

a

didn’t feel at ease until

down in a daze. She couldn’t quite decipher her feelings for Mark at this point, but she knew that seeing

want to think about

had no objections to her family arranging her date

Mark had returned.

needed to find

drive

go instead

on his coat

an umbrella in hand, he walked to the car and got

just finished

“I’m going to buy some milk powder for

to come with me? We can have

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Edwin hesitated.

used to be exciting for him to drive with

Edwin felt torn.

finally said, “I need

Mark looked disappointed.

car and saw their interaction, He consoled Mark, saying, “If

“Thank you

Mark’s car as

something was different about

the stores. Unfortunately, the milk powder they needed was in high demand, and there were recent import issues,

continued

half past nine in the evening, Mark

door, working on his

Olivia wanted milk again.

looked at

Mark, who told her

come back then,” she said softly, looking at

decided to feed Olivia some baby

was exiting a baby store. By the time he opened the

with a towel, he said, “I’ll check a few more stores to see if they have this milk

“Do you know

you realize how heavy the

in the car, holding the

“But Olivia needs

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a few more stores to get her milk powder isn’t a

couldn’t hold back

that she is your daughter? What have you been doing for the past two years? You… Yes, you were unwell and had to stay away.

outburst, there was silence on

“If I were to do that, would you

“Nol”

hung up the phone after saying that, but she

you right

location, checked the

grabbed her car keys

right there. I’m more familiar with Duefron than you are. I know where to

onto

rain continued to pour, and the windshield wipers swayed back and

the most

said she would

being away for so long, he could finally see her

he was a scheming

him and couldn’t move on, and he took

later, Cecilia’s car slowly pulled up next to Mark’s and

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got out of her car and

to

stared straight ahead and said softly, “There’s an alley near the main road ahead and there’s this store. They should

reclined in his

and

gently held her hand and added, “I

Cecilia furrowed her brow.

touched his forehead and found that

help but scold, “Are you out of your mind? You’re not in good

you afraid that…

choked on her

herself to say

can’t go back like this. My

for me. I’ll be fine after a good

couldn’t go to a hotel

It was inappropriate.

he needed

were only a five -minute drive

said, “I’ll take you to Gamous Road. And I’ll have Peter come over and look after

milk powder for Olivia first. They eventually purchased a box of

her own

Gamous Road residence, Mark’s condition had deteriorated. She was concerned for him and didn’t want him to go upstairs on his own, so she

Mark was behaved.

his return, he hadn’t overstepped any boundaries or made any flirtatious

like a typical divorced

connection was

door and said, “The

reached into his

were in

the distinct scent of a mature woman

that scent

pocket, but her hand couldn’t find them. She looked up and said,

likely

slightly, and his Adam’s apple

down

said, “They’re in the pocket

one hand and reached into his trouser pocket, finding a

had barely touched the keys when he held

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