Female NovelChapter 2092 Zoey chuckled a bit and smiled.
She then hit Mark with her walking stick and scolded, “You have such a glib tongue! Cecilia is too young to be experienced. How about this? You have to prepare tonight's dinner. I'l be giving the servants a day off.” At the mention of this, Mark's eyes deepened.
“I can cook every day in the future, as long as Cecilia will stay and eat here every day.” Zoey's face soured.
“How could she refuse if you are nice to her?” Hearing this, Cecilia clung to Zoey lovingly.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Zoey had just lost someone whom she thought she could trust.
Cecilia's mere presence brought some comfort to her.
With a smile, Mark looked at Cecilia and proceeded to cook.
Around this time, the sun was starting to set.
Zoey was sitting on a deck chair and appeared to have calmed down.
Despite everything, she still couldn't shake off the fear in her heart. Mark almost had an accident. It was only natural for her to feel this way.
With this in mind, Zoey patted the back of Cecilia's hand and said, “I need you to go somewhere with me tomorrow.” Cecilia fixed her gaze on Zoey.
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The fear that lurked beneath also didn’t go unnoticed.
Zoey had envisioned peacefully enjoying her twilight years, especially when Mark had now returned, narrowly escaping a grim fate.
Her love for him ran deep, but unexpectedly, danger had crept perilously close.
Cecilia felt a profound empathy for Zoey.
For she, too, had been gripped by fear during those harrowing moments.
Cecilia stood by Zoey throughout the night. Meanwhile, Mark guided Edwin in his homework within the study, with Olivia nestled contentedly on his lap, occasionally tugging at his attention.
Hours went by and to Zoey’s surprise, it was already ten in the evening.
Following a stroll through the garden, Zoey realized Cecilia was still trailing her like a shadow. Zoey smiled and remarked, “It’s getting late. You don't plan to spend the night in my bed, do you?