Chapter 1943

“I recall one New Year’s Eve when I woke up, and Peter brought some pumpkin pies.

I had a strong craving for them.

“Did you manage to have some?”

Mark chuckled.

“Yes.

Just one bite.

said that, Mark abruptly switched off

under her blanket

grasped at

the covers, her face flushed crimson

the room was shrouded

lay beside her, his fingers delicately tracing her

him as

laced with an indescribable romance, as he whispered, “I’ve always wanted to

could no Longer endure his

her back, choosing silence

flirtatious nature

at her slender shoulder and wore a

in gradually and tenderly said in a low voice, “Throughout those years, you

cheeks felt like burning

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