NovelBarMark kissed her softly before leaving.
As he settled into the car, Peter couldn’t help but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for a young girl, and you’re so delighted?”
Mark adjusted his straight suit pants and played it off casually. “She was in a bit of a mood, and | just coaxed her. There’s nothing to be thrilled about.”
Peter’s smile lingered on his face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe genuinely felt happy for Mark who finally finding a girl he like. How could Peter not share in his joy?
In fact, Peter was a bit envious of Mark’s happiness, secretly wishing he could find someone special too.
After a moment of contemplation, Mark generously gifted Peter a house in Czanch. It was a precious gift, as many people couldn’t afford properties in that area.
Additionally, Mark also arranged a job for the driver’s child.
These gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep affection and protectiveness for Cecilia.
Mark knew that keeping Cecilia safe depended on those around him staying discreet and trustworthy. He valued her safety above all else. ©
The sun’s noon rays caressed Cecilia awake, casting a warm glow upon her room.
Slowly, she blinked her eyes open, and there it was-the house that Mark had bestowed upon her.
A gift that filled her heart with joy, she held the rabbit doll he had given her close to her chest and playfully rolled around in bed, overwhelmed with affection for Mark.
As the sun ascended higher in the sky, she got up and found the breakfast Mark had prepared for her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe fruits were also meticulously washed and cut into bite-size, a testament to his caring nature. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him, grateful for the tender gestures that came from his elevated position in life, gestures any woman would find endearing.
Eager to reciprocate his kindness, Cecilia had the intention of cooking dinner for him.
However, her culinary skills proved to be less than perfect and, despite her best efforts, she ended up burning the food in the frying pan. Defeated, she decided to opt for take-out instead.
Later in the day, as the clock struck four, Mark returned from a meeting.
Observing the table set for dinner, he playfully teased her about ordering take-out instead cooking something herself.
Cecilia then showed him her nicked finger and tears welled up in her eyes.
Mark’s heart softened as he scolded her gently and he carefully bandaged her wound before joining her for dinner.
Post-dinner, he settled onto the sofa, exuding an air of elegance as he quietly smoked. The way he carried himself was akin to an exquisite painting, an embodiment of both intellect and charm.
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