By the time Mark was done with his work, it was already six o'clock in the evening. The two children hadn't eaten yet. Olivia, in particular, seemed to be hungry as she was crying for a bottle of milk.

Seeing that he had neglected his children, Mark felt guilty.

He walked over, squatted in front of the children, and mussed their heads in turn.

"I'll ask someone to bring the food here," he said to them.

Edwin pursed his lips and didn't say anything.