Chapter: 1862
Cecilia found herself pinned beneath him. She was unable to move away.
Her eyes, rimmed with red, conveyed frustration.
“If not for Waylen, I would never have returned to your side."
Waylen had once advised her, "You won't know if the path ahead is right or wrong until you reach its end. If the path ahead seems rough, turn back. I'll always be here waiting for you."
Cecilia cherished the assurance of having a family that supported her unconditionally.
She gave Mark an angry thump.
It could be seen as an outlet, providing some little relief in their relationship.
Mark responded with another kiss, tenderly tracing the contours of her grown figure.
They had to have dinner, so Mark refrained from being overly hasty.
The days that followed were filled with tranquility.
The influence of the Evans and Fowler families was far-reaching and formidable.
Waylen stood as the top lawyer in law and politics, effortlessly prevailing in any legal battle.
The case proceeded without a hitch.
After the initial trial, the court ruled in favor of granting custody of Laura to Paul's parents.
Paul's parents' joy was uncontainable.
They travel north with Laura, arriving in Duefron to express their gratitude to Mark.
They decided not to give Mark advance notice of their visit. Upon reaching Mark's villa gate, they informed the doorman that they had come to see Mark.
Meanwhile, Mark was engaged with Edwin.
A servant approached Mark with a look of ambivalence, reporting, “Mr. Evans, you have visitors at the gate. Additionally, they were accompanied by an adorable young girl."
Mark guessed the identity of the guests, and he found himself in a difficult situation.