Chapter 1961 He brought the dishes to the table.

He took a look at Edwin who was still on his knees.

Mark put down the tray and wiped his hands.

“Lunch is ready. You might not be hungry, but your sister might be. Do you want her to starve while keeping you company?” Edwin glanced at his sister.

Olivia pointed at her open mouth and said, “Hungry.” Edwin pursed his lips and then got up from the floor. He took Olivia by the hand and led her to the dining table.

He didn’t say a word, but he obviously wanted to hoist his sister up onto one of the chairs.

ANGELA'sLIBRARY But the eight-year-old Edwin wasn't strong enough to give Little Olivia a boost.

With one hand, Mark lifted Olivia onto a seat. Then, he put a bib around her neck and began piling food onto the children’s plates.

Zoey came over and commented with a smile, “Wow. You're like a real father now.” Mark chanced a glance at Cecilia. She didn’t show any expression on her face. Mark muttered, “That's not up to you, Mom. That's for the mother of my children to decide.” Ignoring Mark's words, Cecilia ate silently.

It was already half past two in the afternoon when they finished eating.

Zoey took Edwin and Olivia away.

Mark went upstairs to have a talk with Cecilia.

About today’s incident, to be more specific, it was a conflict between the two children and Edwin's one-sided roughness.

It was also the second time that Edwin had run away from home.

Mark was very worried.

Upstairs, Cecilia was sitting on the sofa by the window.

Obviously, she also wanted to talk to Mark.

Mark wanted to relax himself first, so he took a shower to get rid of the smell of the curry.

He changed into fresh clothes after taking a shower.

Cecilia looked at him.

Chapter 1962 Mark walked over, sat opposite her, and asked softly, “Are you still blaming me?” Cecilia shook her head slightly in response.

After that, silence reigned between the two of them. After a while, Mark was the first to speak up.

“Cecilia, about the matter of Cathy...

Maybe both you and I have already let it go, but Edwin still remembers.” That was why Edwin was so rebellious today.

Cecilia didn’t know how to talk to Mark.

However, Mark had already thought about it. He stood up, half squatted in front of Cecilia, and said in a low, hoarse voice, “There are two plans now. The first is that I never see that child again, and the second is that... We take Edwin to a therapist.” Cecilia looked at Mark with wide eyes.

A small cry escaped her throat as tears flowed down her cheeks.

Mark held her hand.

He didn’t try to comfort her or stop her. He knew that she needed to have her reaction.

As Edwin's parents, it would be difficult for them to accept that their son might be mentally ill.

A long time passed.

The sun had begun setting. Its orange rays shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows and gave the bedroom a golden glow, which brought out the gentleness in Cecilia's face. She asked calmly, “What's your decision, Mark?" On one side was Mark's own son, and on the other side was Paul's daughter.

‘What would Mark's choice be? When Cecilia asked, she had an idea in her mind.

If Mark chose Laura this time, no matter how much Cecilia loved Mark, Cecilia would leave with Edwin and Olivia.

Cecilia wasn't that magnanimous.

Mark squeezed her hand and answered softly, “I will never go there again.” Sad and embarrassed, Cecilia turned away.

Cecilia didn’t want to target Laura. She knew that Laura was innocent, but life just sucked.

Cecilia also didn't want Edwin to see a therapist at such a young age.

Chapter 1963 After saying that, Mark felt bad.

He stood up and went to the terrace to call Peter. After a few simple words, Mark hung up the phone.

‘When Mark came back, he found Cecilia leaning against the sofa and in a daze.

Mark walked over and held Cecilia. He gently moved her so that her head was resting on his abdomen.

He asked in a tentative tone, “Do you regret making up with me?” Cecilia didn't say anything.

She and Mark both knew that Edwin wasn't well.

Edwin felt that Mark didn’t love him. He also thought that, in Mark's heart, he was never as important as Laura.

This matter affected the atmosphere at home.

At night, Cecilia didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as Mark, so she took the children back to the Fowlers’ house on that very Saturday night.

Unexpectedly...

Waylen was in the Fowlers’ house, but Rena and her children weren't there.

Seeing Waylen, Cecilia felt a little scared.

Crossing his long legs, Waylen looked at Cecilia and snorted, “What happened? Did you two fight again?” Cecilia was too abashed to say it.

sofa and grunted, “No.” Waylen held Olivia in

your perspective. Don't think about getting married. You two can Live together and separate

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

yourself. You don’t need to spew

she agrees with me, though”

gently, “I think Waylen is right,

You know how suspicious she gets. Remember, Cecilia, you have to make a man

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

to the hospital to visit Laura a few years ago and lost Edwin for the first

went

Mark just couldn't do even if Cecilia said

Edwin about that? Waylen clearly remembered

was New

It was snowing.

had been sitting on the

Edwin had waited

wanted to hear Mark call him

years old, but Mark had already put the poor little

make it up to not only just Cecilia but also

Waylen had said enough.

Rena so he had to

looked at

his throat and started, “It seems that... It

soon, and the feeling of falling in love

1965 Now she felt even more upset than

to think

week, Mark came to see them every other day. But he didn't talk much with Cecilia,

again. Mark

him, she

sitting at the door

arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly,

the children said, “She is out of town filming. She will be gone for a week." Hearing this, Mark was a

of town to shoot a film and wouldn't be back for a whole week?” She had never told

The servant smiled.

was sad to see her mother go. You've come just in time. You can keep the children company.” Mark could

servant to make Olivia a cup of

helped Edwin with

only gone colder

to you for what happened that day.” Edwin just kept scribbling on his

I'm used to it” He didn’t say anything more. He

something that couldn't be redeemed no matter how hard he

developed a psychological defense against Mark.

Edwin cared about Mark.

would no longer open his heart to

his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His kindness to Edwin didn’t seem to have any effect

didn't take the

was Monday

of his office, Mark

over a week, Mark had very Little contact

man. He could feel Cecilia's coldness toward him, which really wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just that they'd been having too many problems in

how to make things up to her, and she didn’t know how to get

that Mark was too

for a while and found that

the sultry summer,

and the entire city was set alight on and off for a

night seemed to be as lively

Rain poured down endlessly.

dark sky, Mark decided to spend the night in his office instead

racing in his mind, his

phone screen showed Cecilia's

answered the phone in a

doctor to come and check on him. Can you help? I can't get through to the Fowler villa as well. They might not

1967 But Mark had hung up the

keys and made his way out of the office

the open parking lot outside. The wind and rain whipped at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When he finally reached his car, he

couldn't

car door, the rain poured into his

inside of his car also got

door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at the highest setting, his wipers were

appeared

safe to drive out in this

blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air and

was already halfway

down onto the

hit the

more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump

oozed from his

felt dizzy, but still, he wiped the blood off his face and carefully stepped

rang two times before

Cecilia called

couldn't get a hold

the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he wasn't picking up any of her calls.

The storm was

a chain, linking heaven and earth in

the dark sky was pierced by a bright white light, like a fearsome tear had appeared in

had

invading the interior like

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