Female NovelHe believed he truly liked her. Otherwise, why would he willingly let his sister be with that ‘old man!
Their lovemaking session last night had been intense. He wasn’t 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 weren’t her forte.
Although she tried her best, the sheet wasn’t coming clean, and she ended up getting her clothes wet in the process.
“Let me do it,” Mark whispered, stepping closer to her.
Cecilia’s cheeks turned crimson, and she couldn’t meet his gaze since the memories of last night flooded her mind.
Mark gently held her shoulders and guided her to the side.
Cecilia didn’t argue with him and washed her hands silently.
He didn’t 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.
Finally, the pinkish sheet was hung on the balcony to dry.
However, Mark didn’t leave.
Instead, he leaned against the balcony, lit a cigarette, and gazed at the delicate hue of the sheet, reminiscent of Cecilia’s sweet personality, with his narrow and long eyes.
As he looked back on last night, he knew it was an accident.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
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 Cecilia’s relationship.
As he stared at his son silently while sitting on the edge of the bed, he couldn’t help but feel captivated by his exquisite appearance.