Yet, despite the illusion of Mark’s company, a palpable emptiness pervaded the hall.

Cecilia observed her son from a distance and was well aware of the weight of his thoughts.

The urge to join him tugged at her heartstrings.

But Waylen gently touched the back of her hand and whispered, “Let me handle it.”

Cecilia nodded, her eyes tinged with redness.

Waylen said gently, “It’s New Year’s Eve, and you’re about to give birth. Don’t cry; it’s ominous, okay?”

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walked to the door and saw Edwin gazing at the snow outside, stiffly holding his

he had caught a

Waylen sat beside Edwin.

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Edwin remained silent.

deeply traumatized Edwin. He had always been an introverted child, and now he had retreated even

long pause,

heard that he

his fingers through the boy’s hair, his touch

chose not to reveal the painful truth: that Laura had been mistreated by the servants in the villa,

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