Mark intended to carry Edwin to the car, but the young boy seemed to be clinging to him and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Dad, can I really call you dad from now on?"

Mark kissed Edwin's nose and nodded.

Edwin bore a striking resemblance to Mark. Holding his son close at this moment, Mark felt like he was in a dream. Tremendous joy flooded over Mark.

This sensation was no less profound than the intimacy he shared with Cecilia last night...

Cecilia came downstairs soon.

Mark put his son down, opened the car door for her, and gestured for her to sit beside him.

Cecilia had an illusion that Mark's eyes were exceptionally gentle.

"Please fasten your seatbelt," he reminded,

Cecilia quickly fastened her seatbelt and avoided making eye contact with him.

Mark drove his wife and son to the kindergarten. Edwin was nothing but excited, but the adults had mixed feelings.

It seemed to be the first time for the three of them to go out together. And they didn't have to hide their relationship.

Cecilia felt a bit melancholic. Mark held her hand and asked in a hushed voice, “Are you tired? Is it because of last night?"

Cecilia was at a loss for words.

Edwin, seated in the back of the car, overheard Mark.

“Why is Mommy so tired?"

Cecilia felt too embarrassed,

Mark turned his head to look at her and chuckled softly, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Edwin seemed a bit naive. He mumbled to himself, “Alexis said her mommy was always tired because her father always teases her mother and makes her mother cry.

Cecilia's face flushed.

With his hands on the steering wheel, Mark said happily, “Alexis seems to be quite knowledgeable, but she's clever. Our son seems a bit like you, a little bit silly. I'll need to teach him these things.

Cecilia was annoyed. She chose not to respond.