“I'll give it back to you.

Just propose to another woman with it. You have a lot of female friends anyway. I'm not the only one."

Cecilia spoke like a spoiled child.

There were tears in Mark's eyes. Cecilia was the same as when he first met her.

He really wanted to do something intimate with her, but Edwin was there, so he whispered, “Stay here tonight. With this house, we don't have to sneak around anymore.”

Cecilia didn't agree immediately.

She had been separated from him for several years, and she was still deeply hurt.

She was about to refuse.

Overhearing what Mark said, Edwin pleaded, “I want to stay here tonight, Mom."

Cecilia's lips trembled. Edwin threw himself into her arms. Cecilia always felt sorry for Edwin. She Loved him very much, and she couldn't refuse his request.

She didn't say it clearly, but she meant to stay.

Mark didn't get anxious. Instead, he went to the kitchen and made some midnight smack for Cecilia and Edwin. The food Mark cooked was delicious, and Cecilia ate it without saying much.

Taking care of his son, Mark said gently, “You've been talking less and less in the past few years. I remember that you used to be talkative.”

Cecilia lowered her eyes and said, "I have become mature."

Mark stared at her quietly.

He knew that she was from a rich family and that she was good at making money. She could choose to be with a suitable man. But he was still eager to win her heart.

Naturally, Edwin didn't know what was going on between Mark and Cecilia.

It was late at night.

Edwin was tired. Mark was the one who bathed him, helped him put on pajamas, and got him ready for bed.

Soon, Edwin was sound asleep on the bed.

Mark sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked his son's face. He looked at Edwin for a while.

In his life, Mark only felt guilty about Cecilia and Edwin.