Turning on her heels, she dashed back upstairs.

Shaking his head, Korbyn spoke to Mark, “She’s a bit spoiled.

Don’t take it to heart.

Mark looked towards the upper floor and smiled.

“She’s still young; it doesn’t matter.

The butler set the table with wine and dishes.

Korbyn had spent hours dining and talking with Mark, yet he still couldn’t fathom the reason for Mark’s unexpected visit…

Peter assisted Mark into the car when it was well past midnight.

the back seat, contemplating his plan to return to Czanch the

seemed clearly upset

pang of guilt

calling her but she

rings, he gently ended the

dull ache resided in Mark’s

clear of romantic

others that she was merely a

couldn’t offer her love, yet he still

rolled down the window, letting the breeze sober him

composure

women were drawn to

family background,

names even escaped his

truly mattered to

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