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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.

his way upstairs and headed straight to the

perfectly still, lying on

half of his soft face was visible.

on the bed’s edge, loosened his shirt and leaned

remained asleep, but he murmured something in his

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he carefully tucked Edwin in and returned to his bedroom, where Cecilia was still engrossed in her

white robe, Cecilia

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