NovelBarIn that moment, she felt that 18 cars of gifts were simply insufficient.
It was not sincere enough!
In the grand hall of the Fowlers’ elegant abode stood Korbyn, a man of immense generosity. He gestured towards Mark’s mother and uttered, “Behold, this is your grandmother.”
Edwin, though somewhat timid, approached Zoey and threw himself into her embrace. Zoey cradled the little boy in her arms, her emotions running deep and complex.
Happiness mingled with guilt within her heart.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDespite her age, she held Edwin up tenderly and showered him with affectionate kisses.
The gifts she had brought originally to propose a marriage for her son now found their new recipient in her grandson.
Seated beside Zoey, Mark’s eyes blazed with intensity as he observed Edwin. He then turned his gaze towards Cecilia, who sat across the table…
Cecilia did not deny the truth. “Yes, we have a child.”
With a gentle closure of his eyes, Mark began to recount the timeline. He deduced that the last time he visited Duefron was when he impregnated Cecilia.
By the time she reached Czanch, she must have been aware of her pregnancy.
Mark struggled to recall the emotions that accompanied their breakup back then.
Upon reflection, he came to the realization that their relationship was destined to fail.
With the wisdom of age, he understood that a woman who had not returned home in two years to raise a child alone did so not only out of love for the child but also due to her resentment towards the child’s father.
A shadow of darkness passed over Mark’s eyes.
Suddenly, Waylen’s words resurfaced in his mind. Waylen had already hinted him, yet he failed to grasp it.
While Mark pondered, Waylen returned home with Rena in tow.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWaylen scanned the gathering with a cheerful grin. “What’s the occasion today? Why is everyone gathered here?”
Gently caressing Edwin’s face, Waylen exchanged greetings with Zoey.
Zoey held a strong fondness for Waylen, and she needed to have a conversation with him, which made her incline towards him even more.
Taking a seat alongside Rena, Waylen’s gaze fell upon his own father, Korbyn, who reciprocated the look.
Neither of them wished to be the one to play the bad guy.
Finally, with tears welling up, Juliette urged her husband softly, “Korbyn.”
Unwilling to reveal vulnerability in front of Juliette, Korbyn casually sipped his tea and addressed Zoey with a smile, “Kids will be kids. Let’s see what they have to say.
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