Female NovelAt this moment, Mark wanted to smoke a cigarette so badly to ease himself.
However, he had no stick in hand. All he could do to relax himself was close his eyes.
“I failed to do right by her so much,” he uttered.
Sensing Mark’s discomfort, Peter poured him a cup of tea.
Peter was indeed excellent at comforting people. In a soft voice, he advised, “Why not try making it up to her? Bring the kids here tonight and let Cecilia have a night off. After all, taking care of two children must be exhausting.”
However, Mark knew that Olivia needed her mother.
While he wanted to pick up Edwin, he wasn’t sure if Edwin would like that.
Mark got off work on time tonight.
Then, he went straight to the Fowlers.
There weren’t many people present in the hall. Alongside Edwin, there was a servant who was helping him with his homework. Upstairs, there was a child’s voice that sounded a lot like Olivia’s.
Mark looked upstairs first before he approached Edwin and sat beside him.
He patted Edwin’s head and commented, “You got the third question wrong.”
Edwin felt warmth spread over the top of his head.
Slowly raising his head, he fixed his bright eyes on Mark.
He examined Mark as though he might vanish any second.
Mark squatted down unhurriedly.
Holding his son gently with one hand, he pointed to the math problem and spoke in soft tones.
“Give it another shot. If you’re stuck, I’ll help you through it.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
A blink later, Edwin’s surroundings snapped into sharper focus.
This was no dream. His father was genuinely there, right in front of him.
With a nod, Edwin set his mind to the math problem once again.
Good genes ran in both the Evans and the Fowler families, so it didn’t take long for Edwin to find the right solution.
Mark’s hand found its way to Edwin’s head, a gentle affirmation.
A surge of joy bubbled in Edwin at the soft touch. He gestured towards the last two pages of his homework, his voice barely above a whisper, “These next ones are pretty tough.”