Chapter 1943 “I recall one New Year's Eve when I woke up, and Peter brought some pumpkin pies. I had a strong craving for them.” “Did you manage to have some?” Mark chuckled.

“Yes. Just one bite.” Having said that, Mark abruptly switched off the light.

He slid under her blanket and gently lifted her clothes.

Cecilia swiftly grasped at the sheet. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

As Mark got out of the covers, her face flushed crimson and felt feverish. Fortunately, the room was shrouded in darkness.

beside her, his fingers delicately tracing

chided him as a

indescribable romance, as he whispered, “I've always wanted to have a taste.” Cecilia could no Longer endure

back, choosing silence

flirtatious nature

the darkness, Mark gazed at her

a low voice, “Throughout those years, you were what I missed most.” Cecilia's cheeks felt like

touched, yet occasionally, she suspected that his sweet words

going to

and embraced her

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