Chapter: 1181
Cecilia took off her coat and glanced around, impressed by the grandeur.
Mark went to the kitchen to pour some milk for her.
She followed him, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. “Mark, what does this mean?”
She was worried about becoming his mistress.
Even if he wasn’t married, any woman he kept outside the public eye would be considered his mistress.
Ina soft voice, Mark replied, “Drink your milk.”
She shook her head stubbornly, insisting on an explanation.
Mark gently touched her hand and spoke with a hint of bitterness. “Cecilia, for now, | can’t offer you a legitimate marriage. | can’t even walk with you openly on the streets. We can’t keep meeting only in hotels. It’s too humiliating for you. | understand what you’re thinking, but I’ve never seen it that way… Here, you can consider this place as your home, and me as your husband. I’m all yours here.”
This was the best he could provide at the moment.
Aprivate sanctuary where he would do his best to spend time with her.
When Alexis’ condition stabilized, they could be together publicly.
Cecilia felt a bit embarrassed after hearing his explanation, her emotions shifting.
She felt a mix of shyness and happiness.
This was the home Mark had given her.
Knowing that the little girl had been coaxed, Mark said in a soft voice, “I also put two rabbit dolls in the bedroom. Peter asked someone to line up to buy them for you. Go see if you like them.”
She still held him said softly, “I like you more.”
Mark pulled her to face him, enveloping her in his arms, and kissed her tenderly. After their sweet moment, she mentioned that she was feeling hungry. He playfully patted her on the butt and teased, “You eat like a horse, but you never seem to gain weight.”
In truth, she had a lovely figure, with a slender waist and ample curves.
Mark admired and appreciated it very much.
She wondered why Peter wasn’t around, and Mark replied with a mischievous smile, “Do you want him to be here all the time? Are you suggesting he should be watching us while we make love?”
Cecilia was about to cry with anger.
Mark’s teasing ways sometimes got under her skin, and she felt he only did it because he was a little older than her.