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.

surely

carried

ensued before he softly murmured,

he simply

was adorned with a blanket

through, the frigid air piercing to

studio, the heating

advertisement, stood in a

concluded, her assistant promptly enveloped her in a

biting cold, she remained resolutely focused

the doorway, Mark stood, his

that even though her work might

although he

her eyes caught sight of

their attention to this gentleman of

speaking in hushed tones, queried Cecilia,

looked at Mark

the assembly with

come to check on Miss

the cold weather, please enjoy some

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