As the year end approached, Mark's schedule became busier and they hadn't seen each other for several days.

Despite the distance, Cecilia laid on her bed, talking to him on the phone, playfully coquetting like a little girl.

In the background, a faint sound reached Mark's ears—the sound of Juliette crying.

Concerned, Mark couldn't help but inquire, "What's wrong?"

Hushing her mother's voice, Cecilia replied, "I'll go downstairs to check."