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.

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

her, his fingers delicately tracing

chided him as

voice, laced with an indescribable romance, as he whispered, “I've always wanted to

back, choosing silence as her

nature was rather

gazed at her slender shoulder and wore a

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

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