NovelBarChapter 2005 Chandler only responded with a dismissive look.
He ran his fingers through his hair, stating, “You can't simply deduce his intentions. Just a heads up; don't cross me. Inform Simon that you're on board for that supporting role. Not only do you need to play your part, but you also need to keep Miss Fowler content. Mr. Evans tends to prioritize her wishes.” Elaine remained skeptical.
Chandler's temper flared, and he delivered a sharp slap to Elaine's face before storming out with a string of muttered profanities.
Tears welled up in Elaine's eyes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe looked over her shoulder at the closed door, resentment building up against the cruel twist of fate.
Inside the room, the children had finished their meals.
Edwin tackled his school assignments, while Olivia reveled in the affection from her father, Mark.
She was quite fond of him. She loved curling up in Mark's embrace.
Engaging him in conversation was one of her favorite pastimes.
With her baby teeth still emerging, her speech was a tad unclear.
And whenever she laughed, her adorable dimples were on full display.
Her wavy brown locks had hints of auburn, adding to her youthful charm.
Mark, while amusing Olivia, glanced over at Cecilia.
She was engrossed in her script.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe hadn't probed into the earlier incident, yet Mark felt compelled to break the silence.
“Aren't you curious?” Without shifting her focus from the script, Cecilia let the silence answer for her.
She didn’t want to delve into complicated discussions, especially in the kids’ presence.
Mark grinned.
Olivia grabbed Mark's face and planted several affectionate pecks.
Observing Olivia, Mark remarked gently, “Cecilia, our Olivia will be quite the beauty as she matures.” Cecilia, still concentrating on her reading, retorted, “However striking she may become, she won't hold a candle to the woman from earlier.” Mark's gaze met Cecilia's.
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