Mark clasped Edwin’s hand and shared a parting kiss with Olivia, who eagerly reciprocated.

“We’re heading out,” Mark murmured, his warm breath grazing Cecilia’s ear, eliciting a slight shiver.

Her eyes lifted to meet his.

He raised a hand, gently caressing her shoulder and back, his voice a soft prompt.

“Try to get some rest.”

Before she could muster a retort, Mark had whisked Edwin away.

stairs,

Mark greeted him politely.

leisurely air, remarked with a smirk,

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matters neither her mother nor I need fret over. But just remember, as long as we’re here, no one’s going to take advantage of her and get away

wasn’t

woo Cecilia, but coercion was off

smile held a trace

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