Cecilia's fingers halted over her phone's screen. She stared at it for a while and asked softly, "Mark, is this for real?"

"Yes. Cecilia, in the future, we can be together openly and honestly. You can tell anyone that you're my wife. When Edwin starts kindergarten, I can accompany you to pick him up and drop him off."

As Mark said these words, his tone was tender, but there was a tinge of sadness in his voice.

These were the simple routines of ordinary people's lives, but for him, it meant a lot.

He held Cecilia's hand and whispered, "Once this project is completed, I will spend all my time accompanying you