Chapter: 1178
Her inner thoughts seemed to reflect on her face.
On the way back, Mark tried to console her, but deep down, he wrestled with the idea of sending her back to Duefron first. After all, with his status, openly showing up with her before their relationship was officially confirmed to the public posed risks that could greatly impact Cecilia.
He always kept his emotions hidden.
However, Cecilia could discern what he was contemplating. That night, as they lay in bed together, she nestled softly in his arms and whispered, “| won’t go anywhere! Please don’t send me back to Duefron, okay?”
Mark lowered his gaze and looked at her wordlessly.
Cecilia wrapped her arms around his neck and murmured, “I want to stay here.”
Above all else, this was a precious opportunity for them to spend time together.
He couldn’t be away in Duefron forever. They had known each other for over a year, yet they hadn’t been able to really be together for more than a few days.
Mark’s heart softened.
He lowered his head and kissed her tenderly.
His slender fingers gently traced the contours of her skin beneath the quilt, igniting an immediate surge of desire.
Perhaps unintentionally, he was a bit more intense tonight.
Afterward, she rested softly against him.
Their bodies basked in the lingering warmth of their lovemaking…
Mark gently patted her, as tenderly as if handling a baby.
Neither of them wanted to sleep.
She caressed his face and asked in a hushed tone, “Uncle Mark, why haven’t you gotten married yet?”
Mark smiled and said, “What do you think?”
Then, he pulled her closer into his embrace.
Nestling against his heart, her pulse quickened. Without reservation, she confessed, “I believe you’re waiting for me to grow up. When I’m all grown, you’ll marry me.”
It seemed she truly longed for marriage.
In an instant, Mark’s spirits soared. He slipped his hand under the quilt and said in a husky voice, “Let me see if you’ve grown up. Don’t deceive me.”