Cecilia began setting out the meal.

Hungry, Mark was midway through when he paused, asking, "Is it okay for you to stay? What about the filming?"

Tossing her hair nonchalantly, Cecilia replied, "We're recasting a supporting role. Filming's on hold for now."

Mark didn't press further.

Both were acutely aware of the looming issue with Elaine.

After taking a few bites, Cecilia whispered, "Once I finish this drama, I'm done with acting."

Mark met her gaze, sensing the gravity behind her words.

Even with their children present, she confessed, “I want to be with you, always. No more separations."

Without words, Mark reached under the table, softly gripping her hand.

“Eat up," he coaxed gently.

"You seem to have lost weight."

Their meal continued in silence, the atmosphere punctuated only by their children's quiet eating. Eventually, Mark offered, "I'll be the provider of our family. You my dear, pursue whatever makes you happy.”

Cecilia nodded in acknowledgment.

To Edwin, it seemed his father held an air of authority.

The boy perceived that Mark treated Cecilia with tender protectiveness, akin to a guardian watching over a cherished treasure.

Three days passed with Mark in the hospital.

During this period, under Peter's orchestration, Cecilia confronted Elaine in a grim detention facility.

The room's stark environment was illuminated only by a thin ray of sunlight, contrasting starkly with Cecilia's elegant, rose-hued dress.

Her graceful beauty and glowing complexion testified to her privileged upbringing.

Elaine glared at Cecilia as she entered the visiting room, her eyes seething with envy.