Cecilia rested her head on Mark's shoulder, tightly gripping his arm.

At this time, she felt an intense sense of happiness.

She whispered, “I wish every day could be like this."

Mark wrapped his free arm around her waist and smiled. Looking up, she questioned, “Why don't you object to me coming to shoot dramas?"

“Because you're destined to be a star," Mark replied without hesitation.

Softly, Cecilia countered, “I don't aim to be a star."

This was merely a modest aspiration. What she truly desired was...

Mark turned to her, giving the impression that he might pose a question, but instead, he leaned in and tenderly kissed her Lips.

The waves lapped gently at the shore.

In the distance, Edwin waited as his parents kissed.

And Olivia shielded her eyes with her chubby hands.

The moment was serene, idyllic, and utterly romantic. Cecilia felt that today was the best time of her life.

She leaned close to Mark and whispered her deepest desire, “What I wanted the most was to be your wife."

Mark enfolded her in a tender embrace.

After a long hug, Olivia punctuated the moment with a sleepy yawn.

When they returned to the hotel, the clock had already struck midnight.

The children were so exhausted from their day at the beach that they fell asleep as soon as they arrived, their feet still sandy.

Cecilia considered waking them for a shower.

"Let them sleep. They rarely get to have days like this."

Switching off the light in the kids' room, he led Cecilia back to the master bedroom. Gently guiding her onto the sofa, he kissed her deeply. When they finally broke apart, her eyes, misty with emotion, met his.