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.”

pursed her lips and remained silent, her gaze focused on her

caring tone, as if he were her

a

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

didn’t want to appear frustrated

casually replied, “We get

Mark smiled.

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

bear Mark’s words

eyes welled

didn’t say anything further and said in a hushed voice, “I’m going to buy

didn’t feel at ease until

couldn’t quite decipher her feelings for Mark at this point, but she knew

didn’t want to think about

she had no objections to her

Mark had returned.

Cecilia thought she needed to

to drive

had offered to go instead due to the

his coat and replied,

umbrella in hand, he walked to

finished school

said to him, “I’m going to

come with

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Edwin hesitated.

used to be exciting for him to drive with

Edwin felt torn.

said, “I need to do

Mark looked disappointed.

Ross, had also stepped out of the car and saw their interaction, He consoled Mark, saying, “If Edwin

said politely, “Thank you for looking out for

looked at Mark’s car as

was

milk powder at any of the stores. Unfortunately, the milk powder

rain continued to

nine in the evening,

small desk to the door, working on his

Olivia wanted milk again.

at Cecilia

called Mark, who told

then,” she said softly, looking at the rain

to feed Olivia

Mark was exiting a baby store. By the time

and drying himself with a towel, he said, “I’ll check a few more stores to see if

you know what time it is

you realize how

seated in the car,

needs milk tonight. I’m

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more stores to get her milk powder

couldn’t hold back

have you been doing for the past two years? You… Yes, you were unwell and had to stay away. But what are you

outburst, there was silence on

and asked softly, “If I were to do that, would you worry about

“Nol”

the phone after saying that, but she

you right

checked the weather,

grabbed her car

familiar with Duefron than you are. I know where

held onto

car. The rain continued to pour, and the windshield wipers swayed back and

had heard the most heartwarming

said she would

so long, he could finally

was a

knew that Cecilia still loved him and couldn’t

car slowly pulled

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her car and

turned to

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

reclined in his

her and whispered,

hand and added,

Cecilia furrowed her brow.

found that it was

of your mind? You’re not in good health, and yet you ventured

afraid

on

herself to

can’t go

a room for me. I’ll be fine after a good night’s

go to a hotel with

It was inappropriate.

he needed

the surroundings and found that they were only a five -minute drive from

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

But he insisted on buying the milk powder for Olivia first. They eventually purchased a

drove her

Mark’s condition had deteriorated. She was concerned for him and didn’t want him to go upstairs on his

Mark was behaved.

overstepped any boundaries or made

behaving like a typical divorced

connection

opened, Mark took a few steps toward the door and said, “The keys are in my pocket. Get them

reached into

in close

smell her body wash’s fragrance and the

that

keys from his pocket, but her hand couldn’t find them. She looked up and said, “There are no

likely

head slightly, and his Adam’s apple bobbed subtly.

down

said, “They’re in

reached into his trouser pocket, finding

had barely touched the keys when he held her

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