Exhaustion was evident on Mark as he stood there.

He hadn’t changed from the day’s attire, his blue shirt and pants layered under a black coat.

He didn’t walk in immediately. He positioned himself at the door, gazing quietly at Cecilia.

Cecilia turned to him and said, “Please come in.”

Nonetheless, he extended his hand and delicately brushed her cheek.

softly remarked, “You’ve lost quite

moved to

entered and glanced

“Where’s Edwin?”

Mark hadn’t had a chance to eat or freshen up. She fetched him slippers, then went

probably

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trench coat and settled in front of the tea table,

ever indulged in instant noodles, but

quite a bit when she was away from home in the past few

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