She said, âI should have come and paid my respects much earlier.
Maybe we really shouldnât seek help from him in the first place.
Itâs not fair.
â
She understood what Zoey meant.
Still, Cecilia remained silent, not daring to utter a word.
Later, when Mark returned home, Cecilia recounted it to him.
He removed his coat and settled on the sofa.
After a lengthy pause, he drew Cecilia onto his lap.
Resting his chin atop her head, he said tenderly, âMy mother is an incredibly determined woman.
â
He said nothing more.
Without further inquiry, Cecilia clung to Mark, planting a tender ki*s on his neck.
She adopted a slightly playful demeanor.
In a hushed tone, Mark inquired, âWhat are your plans now?â
He longed for her to reside there, but they hadnât remarried yet, and he knew she wouldnât agree.
As anticipated, Cecilia replied softly, âIâll take the children back to my apartment.
Iâll put my career on hold for now and focus on being with them.
â
Mark didnât press the issue.
He playfully pinched her nose and suggested, âHow about visiting my mother during weekends?â
âOkay.
â She was quite direct with her response.
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She was catching her breath, her face flushing crimson.
She was on the verge of gently patting him to release his hold.
But before she could act, Mark ki*sed her.
Dusk soon took over the sky.
The setting sun streamed in through the glass, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto their bodies as if they were adorned with a delicate layer of iridescent glaze.
Ceciliaâs clothes were disheveled, and Mark had her pinned on the couch, ardently pursuing intimacy.
She resisted and whispered tearfully, expressing concern about someone walking in on them.
Mark reassured her, âNo one will come.
The household staff is quite elderly.
They typically tend to their chores in the morning and wonât disturb us at this hour.
â
Cecilia teasingly labeled Mark a beast.