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.

and grunted, “No.” Waylen held Olivia in his arms and lightly

already have a son and a daughter. Broaden your perspective. Don't think about getting married. You two can Live

Korbyn'’s face darkened.

your sister, Waylen? Keep your misguided ideals to yourself. You

she agrees with me, though”

1964 But at this time, Cecilia said gently, “I think Waylen

over Olivia to Korbyn, stood up, and drawled, “I should go. Otherwise, your sister-in-law will think I'm attending to some monkey business. You know how suspicious she gets. Remember, Cecilia, you have to make a man pursue you. Stop making all the effort. Mark has hands and feet, and he's not too old to run. Make him.” Waylen believed

He didn’t have Alzheimer’s.

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

everything, Mark still went to see Laura this

were things Mark just couldn't do even if Cecilia

Edwin about that? Waylen clearly remembered

was New Year's

It was snowing.

been sitting on

Edwin had waited patiently

wanted to hear Mark call him a silly

eight years old, but Mark had already put the poor little boy through enough

a good father, and he had to make it up to not only

Waylen had said enough.

here without telling Rena so he

Waylen left, Korbyn looked at his

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

falling in love all over again was so sweet that they forgot

she felt even

to think for

she spent the whole day with the kids. The following week, Mark came to see them every other day.

weekend again. Mark drove to the

Olivia saw him, she ran to

at the door

house with Olivia in his arms, sat beside Edwin, and asked softly,

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

and wouldn't be back for a whole week?” She had

The servant smiled.

see her mother go. You've come just in time. You can keep

make Olivia a

Mark helped Edwin with

Edwin had only gone

“I should apologize to you for what happened that day.” Edwin just kept scribbling on his notebook with

doesn’t matter. I'm used to it” He didn’t say anything more. He just sat there and silently accompanied

there was something that couldn't be redeemed no matter how

Edwin seemed to have developed

Edwin cared about Mark.

open

at this point, he could only swallow his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His kindness to Edwin didn’t seem to have

didn't take the initiative to

was Monday

window of his office, Mark thought about Edwin

Mark had very Little contact

toward him, which really wasn’t born out of

her,

that Mark was too

while and

the sultry summer, there

and thunder clapped, and the entire city

seemed to be as

Rain poured down endlessly.

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

were racing in his mind, his

screen showed Cecilia's

the phone in

the other end of the line said in a panicked tone, “Mr. Evans, are you in Duefron? Edwin and Olivia are here in Miss Fowler's Tees weather, I can't get a doctor to come and check on him. Can you

Mark had hung up

keys and made his way out

at him relentlessly, rendering his umbrella virtually useless. When

couldn't

he opened his car door, the rain poured into

his car also got

driver's seat and shut the door. Then, he gunned the engine and turned on the windshield wipers. Even at

ahead appeared

drive

blowing all kinds of rubbish into the air and felling trees left and right on the road. The sky was so dark

was already halfway through

a metal rod smashed down onto the

hit the back

for more than ten meters before Mark managed to pump the brakes. He subsequently hit his head on the

oozed from

blood off his face and

two times

called

couldn't get

the servant that Mark had ventured into the inclement weather to attend to Edwin, and he

1968 The storm was

the rainstorm were a chain, linking heaven

dark sky was pierced by a bright white light, like a

had

interior like

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