Mark chuckled.

"He has a way of beating around the bush with his words. I wonder who he gets that from."

Edwin responded with a slight purse of his lips, maintaining his reserved demeanor.

Once they reached the car, Mark gently assisted his son inside, suggesting, "Why don't we relax a bit at the hotel and then head out to explore?"

Cecilia found the idea appealing; it wasn't often the four of them got to spend quality time together.

Inside the car, Mark sat beside Cecilia.

When he thought no one was watching, he planted a soft kiss on her cheek, murmuring, "I missed you, that's why I came."

Cecilia, astute as she was, understood his sentiments.

However, with the children and the servants in the car as well, she felt it best to keep things discreet. She simply intertwined her fingers with his.

Mark responded by tightening his grip, showing his reluctance to let her go.

Olivia, young and innocent, watched them, not entirely grasping the depth of their connection.

Edwin observed the exchange and understood the undertones of the moment, his cheeks warming with a blush. Despite the slight embarrassment, there was a glint of happiness in his eyes.

An hour's drive later, they arrived at the hotel.

As they stepped out, Cecilia, holding Olivia, remarked softly, “The film set is just a 5-minute drive from here. It's very convenient."

Mark, slipping an arm around Cecilia's waist, chose to remain silent.

Once in their suite, he continued, drawing her close from behind, “Stay with us. I'll drive you to the set each day."

Flushing at the sentiment, Cecilia demurred, "We'll see."

This gentle pushback wasn't a firm denial, but rather a flirtatious dance between them, adding depth to Mark's fond memories.

After a demanding day at the company, Mark felt the weight of fatigue and opted for a refreshing shower.

Meanwhile, Cecilia assisted the kids with unpacking.