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.

that, Mark abruptly switched

under her blanket and

swiftly grasped

covers, her face flushed crimson

room was

his fingers

chided him as

indescribable romance, as he whispered, “I’ve

no Longer endure his

choosing silence as

flirtatious nature

Mark gazed at her slender shoulder and

said in a low voice, “Throughout those years,

cheeks felt like

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