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Chapter 1980 He was torn between not wanting to disturb his peacefully sleeping sister and helping Mark.

Mark did look visibly better.

He raised himself slightly and carefully placed Olivia's head on the pillow.

Mark had truly missed Olivia.

He grabbed a coat and gently covered her belly with it.

Mark carefully removed the IV and tried to stand up, but he immediately felt a wave of dizziness.

Edwin rushed to Mark's side and offered support.

With a smirk, Edwin couldn't resist a playful jab.

“I always knew you were getting old.” Mark glanced down at Edwin, thinking that perhaps Edwin had spent too much time with Waylen and Korbyn. Edwin now also had quite a sharp tongue! Mark wasn't one to be outwitted by his son.

He smirked and replied, “As long as your mom doesn’t hate me.” Edwin mumbled, “Girls always say one thing and mean another.” Mark offered a weak smile.

“You seem to know a lot.” He didn't feel the need to be bashful in front of his son when he did his business.

Edwin, however, blushed and turned his head away.

Mark, due to his age, had long shed any embarrassment.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

After washing his hands, Mark exited the bathroom. Cecilia was already in the ward, eyeing the remaining half of the IV drip. She inquired, “Why did you remove it yourself?” Mark leaned against the bed, his voice soft as he explained, “My body is swelling. I'd prefer something light to eat.” Cecilia nodded in understanding.

She went to the table and opened the thermos.

It had soup inside, and several side dishes were served as well.

“Rena brought these. She said you could have these when you woke up.”

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