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.

bit too much, Mark leaned against the back

seemed clearly upset

pang of guilt

tried calling her but she didn’t

rings, he gently

dull ache resided

should steer clear

desperate denial, and his insistence to others that she was merely a junior, he couldn’t deny the different way

her love, yet he still yearned for

window, letting the

a prolonged silence, he feigned composure and remarked to

women were drawn

his family background, others captivated by

of their names even

Cecilia truly mattered to

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