After a while, a gentle smile broke on his lips.

"It's cold here in the corridor. Get inside the room quickly."

Despite his urging, Cecilia didn't move.

The smile on Mark's face lingered. He gave her one final wave before he finally disappeared in the staircase.

At this moment, Edwin had just woken up.

Barefoot, he ran downstairs and called, "Dad!"

His voice made Mark turn around and crouch to meet his son speeding towards him.

Edwin had nothing on except his pajamas. He could feel the coldness of the floor with his bare feet, but he didn't care.

Mark carried Edwin to the sofa and covered him with a wool blanket.

After that, he found him a pair of indoor slippers.

Edwin panted as he looked at Mark, to which Mark responded by touching his head.

"You silly boy," he said.

"Dad," Edwin called out to him again.

Mark slowed down his pace and smiled.

"I'll see you next time."

"Dad!"

Mark crouched and gave Edwin a hug. Then, he kissed him in the cheek and whispered to his ear, "I won't let you call anyone else dad."

After saying that, Mark stood up and mussed Edwin's hair before he left.

With Mark gone, Edwin pulled the blanket closer to his body and securely wrapped himself with it. He could still feel his father's Lingering warmth on the blanket.

As Mark got in the car, he was about to turn on the ignition when a Cayenne suddenly stopped beside his car.