Everything's resolved now. Paul's parents will look after Laura from now on. There's nothing to fret about.”

Cecilia gave a nod. But she was noncommittal.

Mark, who had shared his life with Cecilia for some time, could read her thoughts Like an open book. The air between them felt Lighter.

They hadn't spoken this freely in ages.

Mark unfastened the top two buttons of his shirt.

He paused and asked, "Should I close the door?"

Cecilia seemed hesitant.

"Edwin is still downstairs."

But Mark had already risen to secure the door. Returning to her, he lifted her in his arms, pressing her against the French window.

His touches and kisses were tender, his words a soft murmur, "Edwin is busy with his book. I believe it would be beneficial for him to spend some time with Waylen. After all, he is skilled at teaching and guiding children."

Mark was consumed with a strong desire for intimacy with Cecilia.

Cecilia tilted her head slightly and offered a faint nod of agreement.

They had been arguing for a whole month. Even though they lived under the same roof, they hadn't been intimate during this period.

In this instant, Mark found himself unable to resist any longer.

In the heat of the moment, he lowered the curtain, and they engaged in an intimate moment.

She had a slender figure.

Mark struggled to restrain his desires, fearing that he might inadvertently cause her discomfort or harm...

Their intimate moment kept on until 8:00 p.m.

The servant had to come and call them for dinner twice.

There was no sound from inside, and since the door remained closed, the servant took the hint and headed downstairs to attend to Edwin.