Chapter 660 Marcus

As soon as the little boy asked the question, the other children quickly gathered around, surrounding Marcus in a tight circle. Their clear, curious eyes stared up at him.

"He's not my boyfriend," Natalie said with a smile. "He's my husband. You should all call him Mr. Marcus."

"Mr. Marcus!" The kids shouted in unison. Their chirping voices came all at once, catching Marcus completely off guard.

Natalie stepped forward, standing just outside the crowd of children, smiling as she watched them.

Marcus looked up and saw Natalie's radiant smile. After such a long and tiring journey, and after trudging all this way, she should have been exhausted. But in this moment, her eyes sparkled with stunning brilliance.

She had genuine love for this place and for these children.

Marcus' lips curved upward. He no longer found the children noisy. Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of chocolates, passing them out one by one.

"Here's some candy for you all. Go massage Ms. Natalie's shoulders and legs. She went through a lot just to come see you." His voice was soft, his gaze gentle.

In the past, Marcus never had this kind of patience or tenderness for kids. It was quite the opposite, actually. He used to find children noisy and annoying and preferred to stay far away from them.

But now, looking at the smile on Natalie's face, he suddenly thought these kids were actually kind of cute.

After receiving the chocolates, the children became even more excited and swarmed even closer to Marcus.

"Mr. Marcus, when did you and Ms. Natalie get married?"

"Yeah! Why didn't you invite us to the wedding?"

"We want party favors-and candy!"

"Mr. Marcus, did you bring any?"

Marcus blinked, caught off guard. "Party favors?"

Party favors in this context? That was new to him.

"They mean the little gift bundles," Natalie said, stepping up and gently tugging Marcus forward with a smile.

a wedding in these parts, the bride usually prepares small keepsakes like handkerchiefs for the kids. On the wedding night, the kids go around asking the bride for them, and she

bride their well wishes in exchange. It's their way

quick cultural lesson, then

Marcus just gave you count as your wedding candy, alright? Now off you go home with you lot," Natalie said, waving them along. "We need to rest here at school. We'll see you all tomorrow

come eat at

"My

Tressa were sisters. Their parents had three daughters in a row and were still trying for a fourth, determined to have a

misplaced hope. They weren't expected of anything, let alone cherished. Each name was little more than a placeholder, a quiet wish that the next child would finally be a

they stay home to

their parents reluctantly agreed to let them attend

how to plant fruit trees, provided fertilizer and seeds, and later bought the harvest back in cash or supplies. Only then did the villagers begin

sentences, but the effort behind it

he approached her. "Why don't we all go over, have a bit to eat, then rest at the

the villagers last saw you. Now that you've returned and brought Mr. Marcus with you, I think they'd all love

slight nod. He, too, wanted to meet the people she had once lived

go, then. We'll head to Maverick's house. Una, tell your parents we won't be stopping

Natalie, I'll bring you some breakfast rolls tomorrow

a thoughtful older sister, always looking

had been planning to change

son, they refused to let the

could only

went

been prepared. The dishes were simple, hearty comfort food. The vegetables came from the backyard garden, and they had cooked up one of their own chickens for a

steamed cornmeal, and a bottle of

fancy, but it

come in," Maverick greeted them

Natalie said, taking Marcus'

wedding candies We morninet

brought for

I'll need

spoke, she handed over a large

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