Chapter 2081 Acknowledging him, Cecilia nodded.

A shadow crossed Peter's face.

“We overlooked Elaine's previous actions, yet she betrayed our trust. There's only one route forward-ensuring she can't cause more issues.” Cecilia regarded Peter, She began to grasp the challenges Mark faced regularly.

Yet, just as quickly as it had appeared, Peter’s stern expression melted away.

He casually mentioned, “There's an informant within the Evans’ estate in Duefron. Mr. Evans intends to keep his mother in the dark, fearing it might devastate her to learn someone she's trusted for decades has betrayed her.” Understanding the gravity, Cecilia nodded.

After their brief talk, Peter departed swiftly to address urgent matters.

Outside Mark's room, four bodyguards kept a vigilant watch, ensuring only select visitors entered.

Later that afternoon, Mark stirred awake.

Feeling the warmth of Olivia cuddling close, he met her big, expectant eyes.

“Lunch,” she stated simply.

Checking the time, Mark realized it was already past two.

Concerned, he sat up, noting Edwin's presence.

“Olivia's been awake for a while,” Edwin remarked.

The kids hadn't had lunch yet? He gently chided Edwin, who sat nearby, “Why didn’t you feed her?” Feeling better, Mark carried Olivia to the restroom. Once done changing her diaper, he planted a kiss on her forehead.

Cecilia began setting out the meal.

Hungry, Mark was midway through when he paused, asking, “Is it okay for you to stay? What about the filming?” Tossing her hair nonchalantly, Cecilia replied, “We're recasting a supporting role. Filming’s on hold for now.” Mark didn’t press further.

Both were acutely aware of the looming issue with Elaine.

After taking a few bites, Cecilia whispered, “Once I finish this drama, I'm done with acting.” Mark met her gaze, sensing the gravity behind her words.

Chapter 2082 Even with their children present, she confessed, “I want to be with you, always. No more separations.” Without words, Mark reached under the table, softly gripping her hand.

“Eat up,” he coaxed gently.

“You seem to have lost weight” Their meal continued in silence, the atmosphere punctuated only by their children's quiet eating. Eventually, Mark offered, “I'l be the provider of our family. You my dear, pursue whatever makes you happy.” Cecilia nodded in acknowledgment.

To Edwin, it seemed his father held an air of authority.

The boy perceived that Mark treated Cecilia with tender protectiveness, akin to a guardian watching over a cherished treasure.

Three days passed with Mark in the hospital.

During this period, under Peter's orchestration, Cecilia confronted Elaine in a grim detention facility.

The room's stark environment was illuminated only by a thin ray of sunlight, contrasting starkly with Cecilia's elegant, rose-hued dress.

Her graceful beauty and glowing complexion testified to her privileged upbringing.

Elaine glared at Cecilia as she entered the visiting room, her eyes seething with envy.

As she sat, the clinking of her handcuffs punctuated the tension.

Without flinching, Cecilia met her gaze.

Elaine's voice dripped with mockery.

“Had my plan succeeded, our roles would be reversed. I would be Mrs. Evans, and youd be the forgotten one.” Cecilia's response was serene.

“Life doesn't deal in hypotheticals, Miss Shaw. Even if your scheme had worked, even if you were with child, Mark would never have chosen you.” Anger flashed across Elaine's features.

Cecilia's calm demeanor persisted.

“You seduced a man without understanding him. And for that, you have my pity.” Elaine shot back, “Your arrogance means nothing. I might be incarcerated and removed from the film, but 'm young. I still have opportunities” Cecilia's voice grew soft yet resolute.

Chapter 2083 “Your chances are gone. I've seen the power Mark commands. And trust me, if you had witnessed it, you wouldn't have dared even approach him.” Elaine, increasingly agitated, accused, “You only want to see me broken. What makes you think you're so worthy of him? Other than bearing his children, what have you given him?” With rising intensity, Elaine exclaimed, “I'd offer him everything.” Cecilia listened, her silence speaking volumes.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Elaine slammed her hands on the table, causing a raucous.

Guards rushed in, restraining her.

Struggling to maintain her composure, Elaine retorted, “You don't truly care for him. Even now, he doesn't have a proper home. He relies on meals prepared by others. Have you ever personally cooked for him? I would. I could genuinely care for him." Cecilia absorbed Elaine's accusations, and then countered, “You think the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach? And with spiked food? Mark had health concerns, which is why he relied on specialized meals. But do you genuinely believe a man would choose a partner simply based on culinary talents alone? Such a simplistic view.” She continued, “I don't need to prove myself to you by showcasing cooking skills. If Mark desires a home-cooked meal, Id gladly prepare it.

But your judgment of my worth based on that is laughable.” ANGELA'sLIBRARY Pausing, Cecilia reflected on the root of Elaine's malevolence.

Elaine and Mavis shared a similar delusion, believing they were the saviors to the men they loved. But in reality, their motives were steeped in self-interest, masking their true ambitions. Compassion for such individuals was undeserved.

As Cecilia gracefully exited, Elaine's spiteful outbursts followed.

Yet, they were swiftly interrupted by a sharp slap.

Emerging outdoors, a gleaming black limousine awaited.

Peter, leaning against it while taking a drag from his cigarette, looked up as Cecilia approached.

“Did your talk with her conclude?” he queried.

Acknowledging with a nod, Cecilia retrieved a document pertaining to Elaine. Scanning its contents briefly, she remarked softly, “Her childhood traumas have led to her present-day dysfunctions. Peter, handle this as you deem appropriate. I don't want her disrupt our life anymore in the future.” Comprehending her wishes, Peter made a quick call.

Elaine was set

Peter observed Cecilia, her placid facade concealed the depth of her

greater than that of Rena's. Affluent families had an unwavering

for Cecilia to enter the

the hospital was silent, her mood evidently

the hospital, they were met with an unexpected visitor Waylen. Entering Mark's room, Cecilia found him engrossed in

her presence, turned,

found her voice when Waylen teased with a

gently, “What brings you here?” Cecilia shared a bond of deep affection with Waylen, often seeking his guidance and assurance.

Mark couldn't suppress a pang of

mentally plotted to spend more time with his niece in hopes of making Waylen feel the same

nearby and thought I'd stop by.” Glancing at Olivia and Edwin, he added, “I'll take the kids with

was no place for

the kids were settled, Waylen paused to tuck a stray strand

been concerned about you. She sent me

spoke with Mark, and he seems well. He has a fierce independence about him. Rena just tends to worry unnecessarily.” Embracing him in gratitude, Cecilia felt a wave

matter the circumstances, even when everything seems bleak, you still have your brother by your side.” As he climbed into his car and drove away, Cecilia watched him go, a cascade of thoughts

a life alongside her brother and sister-in-law, a life that seemed undeniably

she found Mark engrossed in a magazine while Peter was immersed in phone

Cecilia, Peter

Mark beckoned her over.

heard his query, “Did you

understand her perspective.” Caressing her slender waist, Mark remarked with a hint of teasing, “You can be such a child at times.” Indignant, Cecilia retorted, “Why didn’t you ask Waylen to leave Olivia and Edwin here? Some uncle you are, not uttering a word in protest in his presence!” Gazing at her intently for a while, Mark finally murmured, “I just wanted some time alone with you.” As

many years already, Cecilia still couldn't bear to hear such sweet words coming out of

to hide her embarrassment as

you a glass

not thirsty,” Mark responded, his voice sounding

her hand and pulled her into

“Mark!” she gasped.

he placed his hand at the back of her head and kissed her

as quiet as a crypt, the sound of their

like kittens licking

ill, Mark's behavior was audacious. His palms kept roaming Cecilia’s body, and no matter how many times

with the kiss, he let

rested her face on the side of

could smell his unique, manly breath, which stirred her even

thing you took should've been long worn off already,” she

his head and

that thing to help me get it up, you

years, you may have to rely on something Like Viagra

her nose in turn and replied, “Then try me again in

“Ouch! That

arms. He

treated her like his baby girl. She leaned against him,

deal with Elaine, his expression turned sullen. He kept quiet and refused to answer

was well aware of the

how cruel her

with Mark in

from the hospital, she thought of going back to Duefron directly, but he had other plans-He took her out on a trip. For an entire week that followed, they had each other only for

landed at the airport of

to my parents’ place first. Olivia has been there for the past few days. We can

car, he stole a glimpse of her

looked rejuvenated. Her

trip seemed to have taken off years from her

a beat. It was a feeling of restlessness that he was very familiar with.

arrived at the Fowler

a kid who was only two and a half years old, Olivia liked dragging her little pink suitcase wherever she

Mark and Cecilia

thin coat draped over his shoulders. He had a mature yet gentle

them and gave Cecilia some tonics. Delighted, Cecilia nodded and said, “It's good for the health. Perfect

“That's for Zoey."

with her mother. She lovingly held her arm and said, “Don’t worry. He won't be mad at me.” After chatting with Juliette

was the one dragging their

black

then walked out

he saw that the parking lot was empty, he let out a

no longer home.” Juliette’s heart melted as she placed a comforting hand on

head and thought for a while before answering, “No, I don't think so. It's no one’s birthday, and

a nice day today, though. And I think it’s perfect for a family reunion. Call Waylen and ask him to bring his wife and children back for dinner. If he's busy, then

the children must!” Angela's Library After saying that, Korbyn finally felt

he muttered to himself, “I haven't seen my dear grandkids for a few days already. Leonel, Alexis, Marcus, and even Elva. I don’t even remember what they look Like anymore!

the car, Mark was driving, while Cecilia sat

she clung on to Cecilia and never let go, perhaps because

and said, “You shouldnt spoil her so much. She has to sit in the child seat. It's for safety’s sake.” As the traffic light

Cecilia put Olivia in the child seat. At first, Olivia cried as her face soured, her arms outstretched,

of the car, your mother

as he said that, Olivia lowered her arms and behaved

too pleased by this. She had been taking care of Olivia before Mark came back

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