Understanding her worries, Peter assisted her to a seat, offering soothing words.

“Do you genuinely believe Cecilia's trip to Warsew stems from discontent?"

Zoey's cheeks tinted with embarrassment, gently swatting Peter's arm.

Peter's smile held a hint of mischief.

“Rest assured. Their sporadic moments together over the years mean that nights like the one they shared yesterday have a profound impact.

Cecilia is introspective. Women often need their moments of reflection."

Feeling comforted, Zoey quipped, “Peter, when did you become an expert on women?"

Peter responded with a chuckle, scratching his head in mock perplexity.

Meanwhile, Mark found solace in the quiet of the hospital room, his thoughts inevitably drifting to the memorable evening with Cecilia.

Over the years, their relationship had seen its ebbs and flows.

Mark had shared numerous intimate moments with Cecilia, but the depth and maturity Cecilia exuded last night were unparalleled.

He longed for her presence, yet he chose patience.

Cecilia's trip to Warsew lasted a mere few days, aligning with Mark's hospital discharge.

Over those days, their communication was sparse, limited to sporadic messages primarily discussing the children, carefully avoiding the topic of their recent evening together.

On Mark's discharge day, with Cecilia still in Warsew, he reached out to her with a message.

Her succinct reply, "I see," lingered in Mark's thoughts for days.

Upon her return, while Mark's hectic schedule prevented their reunion, he made sure to spend time with their children.

Subsequently, Cecilia's talent was recognized with an award for a short film, leading her to Hondoae for the award ceremony.

By early autumn, when she returned, a month had elapsed since their last meeting.

The moment she landed, an influential figure from the entertainment world sought Cecilia's assistance over dinner.