Female NovelWrapping his hands gently around Mark’s neck, Edwin whispered, “Mom didn’t say that.”
A slight smile appeared on Mark’s face. He believed Edwin was a smart boy, given his proper answer.
Mark ran his fingers through Edwin’s hair. Edwin’s soft, brown hair and gentle features were endearing. Mark’s affection for Edwin was undeniable.
Mark held Edwin with one hand while the other carried the baggage.
Mark didn’t want to burden Cecilia with the labor work.
Cecilia shut the car door with a steely gaze aimed at Mark.
Mark felt a sting of disappointment.
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Despite feeling down, Mark forced a smile and walked into the villa with Edwin in his arms.
This villa spanned an impressive 0.2 acres. To maintain such a vast space, Peter employed two landscapers and four housekeepers, ensuring the home was fully furnished and equipped for daily necessities.
Cecilia found every aspect of the villa to her Liking.
Mark carried Edwin into the children’s room.
Mark gently placed Edwin on the little bed and removed Edwin’s coat.
It was a rare occasion for Edwin to be in such proximity to Mark.
A hint of shyness crept over Edwin.
Bending down, Mark said softly, “Allow me to check your wound.”
The white sweater was lifted, revealing a @.7-inch wound on Edwin’s slender abdomen. It might have been small, but it was still a concern for Mark.
As Mark probed the wound with his delicate fingers, he inquired, “Are you upset with me?”
Edwin shook his head.
Yet, under Mark’s earnest look, Edwin gave a soft nod though tears were absent.
Waylen had once told him that a true man shouldn’t shed tears easily.
Mark drew closer, their foreheads touching, and murmured with a raspy voice, “From now on, I’m here for you.”
Edwin’s arms found their way around Mark’s neck, his demeanor compliant.
Mark’s phone buzzed in his pocket.