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By nine o’clock in the evening, the private jet touched down.

An hour and a half later, Mark was back at the villa.

In the hallway, there was just a single wall lamp still lit.

Surrounded by the gentle, golden light, he sensed the warmth of home.

A sweet home with Cecilia and Edwin.

Mark removed his coat and gazed around the villa adorned with decorations from a while ago, and his heart warmed with nostalgia.

and headed straight to

he remained perfectly still, lying on his side with his small body snugly wrapped under

was visible. His brown hair

loosened his shirt and leaned down to

remained asleep, but he murmured something

over him

Angela’s Library

and returned to his bedroom, where

the couch in her white robe, Cecilia was absorbed in

hair was draped down,

just stepped out of a

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