Cecilia indulged in a few pieces of fruit.

As she nibbled, her cheek swelled adorably, charming Mark's heart.

He then said gently, "There are ingredients in the fridge. Allow me to prepare a meal for you."

Setting aside the document in her hand, she uttered softly, "Mr. Evans, we are over. Apart from Edwin, there's nothing left between us. Let's not pretend to be what we once were. It's unnecessary."

Mark donned an apron.