Chapter 2107 Only then did Cecilia remember it was her birthday. Slightly irked, she said, “We should've invited my brother and Rena. The more, the merrier.” She eyed the sumptuous feast.

It looked delectable.

Mark gazed at Cecilia, who remained blissfully unaware. Yet, this naivete was what endeared her to him.

She had always been his Cecilia, his treasure.

He walked over, gently wrapped his arms around her thin waist, and said gently, “Go to the bedroom to have a look.” ‘When Mark spoke, his breath warmed Cecilia's ear, tickling her.

at him, her eyes heavy with unspoken thoughts, understood

around her, guiding her

long-stemmed roses

away, bore dew on its petals, their

blue box sat on the white bed

fingers over the flowers and then the box, her voice

her from behind, brushing

of these black roses.” His words overwhelmed Cecilia. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access

she adored them. It was something any

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