Chapter 1942

It was then that they could be assured it wasn’t a mere dream.

Cecilia stopped crying.

As she grew mature, she didn’t wish to display weakness in his presence.

How could Mark not understand her? To him, she remained a mere child, and even when she feigned composure, he could discern her true feelings in an instant.

Mark carefully carried her to the bed.

He cocooned her within the blanket, akin to a caterpillar in its snug chrysalis.

Cecilia was unwilling to comply.

She playfully patted him on the shoulder and quipped, “I’m feeling warm.

It’s summer, after all.

What were you thinking?”

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hand beneath the

and remarked, “Your feet

fathom why her feet felt so chilly in the midst of summer when she had

foot, allowing it to rest in the warmth

skin radiated heat, making

softly disclosed, “After giving birth, I’ve had

a

insistent

Cecilia hesitated briefly before inquiring, “How have you been in Rouemn? Rena never told

I lacked the courage

about

had been

without sustenance for a month, let alone a proper

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