Cecilia was pleasantly surprised.

Despite the abundance of servants in the Evans family, offering her the best care, she had been yearning for the omelet from this particular breakfast shop for years.

Her craving had been especially intense when Edwin was still in her belly, a time when she often felt deprived and hungry, wiping away tears and viewing Mark as a heartless man.

Cecilia’s eyes held a mix of joy and caution as she extended her hand from under the quilt and asked in a soft voice, “Did you buy this when you ran moments earlier?”

Mark nodded in confirmation.

He then gently patted her head and said, “At least brush your teeth and tidy yourself up before eating!”

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grown used to being casual but didn’t want Mark to Look down on her, so

child, she said, “Mark, bring me some

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and planted a passionate kiss on her cheek before saying

then went to the cloakroom and fetched

a faint fragrance still lingering on

on gently, pulling her long

raised her head, she met

rushed to the bathroom

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