“He said he was going to have dinner with me. He lied to me again!”

Cecilia looked away, not knowing what to say.

Then, Edwin let go of her hand and ran away.

Out of the blue, Waylen appeared. With a light chuckle, he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this whole time, and yet, he still calls Mark his great-uncle.

From whom do you think he gets his personality from? I don’t think it’s from Mark. He’s too shameless for that.”

Cecilia scratched her head and let out an embarrassed laugh.

the air, Rena elbowed her husband’s side and scolded, “Stop teasing

closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be

eyes. She thought Waylen was

beside Cecilia so she could keep a closer eye

was a sentimental girl after all. As such, she couldn’t share some things

her out, Rena

to

her face was serene. Perhaps she had been a

he draped his coat over his wife’s shoulders and asked, “Cecilia didn’t cry,

didn’t say anything and simply

spilled the beans to her husband. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

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