Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, sheâd be Olivia.
On Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, sheâd fill Edwinâs shoes.
Sundays? Well, a girl needed her rest.
Glimpsing Oliviaâs mischievous face, Mark was clueless about the whirlwind of ideas brewing inside her head.
Holding Olivia closer, he teased, âLetâs head to the kitchen.
Letâs see what your amazing dad can whip up today.
With Edwin returning, I will make sure to prepare some of his favorites.
â
The thought delighted Olivia.
Markâs silent gestures spoke volumes; his culinary surprises whenever Edwin visited being a testament.
Together, they ventured to the kitchen, where the household staff were well-acquainted with Oliviaâs preference to be in Markâs embrace.
After Mark seated Olivia, he rummaged through the fridge, selecting choice ingredients.
In a matter of minutes, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of mouthwatering dishes.
As dinner approached, Edwin and Zoey joined them.
The air was thick with a myriad of emotions.
Despite Edwinâs eagerness to discuss his overseas studies, Markâs subtle gestures kept him at bay.
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Mark served a portion of fish to Edwin.
âYouâve lost some weight since the last time you were here.
Make sure to eat well while youâre home.
â His gaze softened, âYour mom often wonders if youâre eating right when youâre away.
â
Edwin met his fatherâs gaze as Mark gestured towards the fish, âDig in.
â
Mumbling a thank you to Mark, Edwinâs attention shifted to Cecilia, whose silence spoke Louder than words.
Her eyes glistened with unshed tears.
Zoey intervened, serving Cecilia some food, and playfully chided Mark, âAge seems to make you forget your wife.
Focusing only on your son, are we? Remember, Edwin will forge his path, but Cecilia is forever.
â
Mark chuckled, conceding, âPoint taken, Mom.
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He then meticulously selected a fish piece for Cecilia, ensuring it was bone-free.
âYouâve been so quiet tonight.
Donât upset Edwin on his first day back.
He cares about you more than you know.
â
Ceciliaâs gaze flitted between Mark and Zoey.
The two were undoubtedly in cahoots.
She couldnât stay mad, though; they were clearly trying to cheer her up.
To shift the mood, she remarked, âIâm not feeling my best.
â
Olivia chimed in, âIâll give you a massage later, Mom.
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