He believed he truly liked her.
Otherwise, why would he willingly let his sister be with that âold man!
Their lovemaking session last night had been intense.
He wasnât deaf.
How could he not hear it?
The bedroom door creaked open as Mark stepped inside.
He found Cecilia diligently cleaning the room and changing the bed sheets.
It was a shame that she had to take on this task herself, too embarrassed to order the servants to handle the aftermath of their passionate night.
Mark quietly observed her for a moment, realizing that household chores werenât her forte.
Although she tried her best, the sheet wasnât coming clean, and she ended up getting her clothes wet in the process.
âLet me do it,â Mark whispered, stepping closer to her.
Ceciliaâs cheeks turned crimson, and she couldnât meet his gaze since the memories of last night flooded her mind.
Mark gently held her shoulders and guided her to the side.
Cecilia didnât argue with him and washed her hands silently.
He didnât mind taking over, knowing well how to handle household chores from his college days when he lived in a rental apartment and manage everything on his own.
With dexterity, he cleaned the sheet.
It took longer than usual due to the intensity of their lovemaking.
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Finally, the pinkish sheet was hung on the balcony to dry.
However, Mark didnât leave.
Instead, he leaned against the balcony, lit a cigarette, and gazed at the delicate hue of the sheet, reminiscent of Ceciliaâs sweet personality, with his narrow and long eyes.
As he looked back on last night, he knew it was an accident.
After chatting with Korbyn, he had intended to return to his own room to rest.
However, he found Edwin lying on his bed, exhaling warm breath through his nose.
The child was a testament to his and Ceciliaâs relationship.
As he stared at his son silently while sitting on the edge of the bed, he couldnât help but feel captivated by his exquisite appearance.