After that, she felt too full to sleep.

Sitting on the sofa, she turned on the TV.

The room was warm, and right in front of her was the cup Mark had used.

Suddenly, Laura began to see things in a more positive light. She felt that everything wasn't as bleak as it had seemed. She wanted to find a boyfriend and live a life...

Mark drove back home through the heavy snowfall.

As he stepped into the villa, Mark's hair and coat were dusted with snowflakes. Edwin, waiting at the door, approached him and asked in a hushed tone, "Did you go to see her?"

Mark sneered, his frustration evident.

"You dare to ask that question?"

Edwin pressed further, "What did she say?"

Mark removed his coat and strolled into the hall, tossing it nonchalantly onto the sofa.

Still wearing a sneer, he replied, "She told me she's with someone else now. You better stay away from her! Since it's over, you're not to contact her again," Mark warned sternly.

"If your mother discovers this, I'll make sure you regret it."

Edwin lowered his gaze.

Mark raised his voice, demanding, “Did you hear me?"

Edwin smiled faintly and responded, “Didn't you mention she has a boyfriend now? So how could I possibly approach her?"

Mark let out a soft hum and remarked, “Well, I can't speak for you, can I? I really underestimated you before, but now it seems you're capable of any shameless act."

Having expressed his disappointment, Mark slowly ascended the stairs.

Edwin lingered in the living room for a moment before eventually returning to his own bedroom.

In the quiet of the night, sleep remained elusive for Edwin.

After all this time, he often found himself reminiscing about the days he had spent with Laura, particularly the three months they had lived together. Regardless of everything else, those three months held undeniable sweetness in his memories.