However, he set out earlier, around two.

Waylen understood his reasons all too well.

After embracing Edwin, Mark departed into the heavy snow.

As he stepped into the waiting car, Peter couldn’t resist asking, “It’s not yet time.

Why the early departure?”

Mark, slipping off his leather gloves, fixed his gaze forward with his mesmerizing, narrowed eyes.

“To the studio.

And make a pit stop halfway.

I want to buy cups of milk tea.

Peter pulled away with an understanding smile.

He was well aware that Mr.

Evans intended to visit Cecilia.

he added, “She’ll surely be overjoyed

heart carried

he softly murmured, “I owe them too

comfort, but in the end, he simply

landscape was adorned with a blanket

gusts swept through, the frigid

the studio, the heating was

shampoo advertisement, stood in a thin summer

moment one segment of the advertisement concluded, her assistant

resolutely focused on checking

the doorway, Mark

though her work

disturb her although he felt sad

eyes caught sight

turned their attention to this gentleman

recognized Mark and, speaking in hushed tones, queried Cecilia, “Is he

looked at Mark

of milk tea, addressing the assembly with

has come to check on Miss

the cold weather, please

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