It was actually a large duplex that spanned over an area of about 260 square meters.
It was beautifully decorated, with a wonderful view.
Holding Edwin’s hand, Mark looked around the area and he couldn’t help but think of their old apartment. It made him feel really sad and he leaned down and gave his son a kiss on the forehead.
Edwin had just recovered from a serious illness and was looking quite listless.
So Mark picked him up and carried him straight to his room, putting him down on the bed. Even though it was the end of April, Edwin’s feet were quite cold.
After laying him down, Mark took off his coat and lay down beside the boy.
Then he put Edwin’s feet on his belly.
The child would be warmer and more comfortable like this.
Edwin himself wanted to feel comfortable, but he was angry with his father, so he just lay there and said nothing.
Mark’s heart melted when he saw his child lying so calmly and quietly.
He touched his feet to feel their temperature and found it to be improving.
Edwin, on the other hand, held on tightly to the pillow and soon drifted off to sleep.
As he slept, his body temperature rose and his feet became warmer.
Mark felt them from time to time to ensure that he stayed warm.
After a while, he sat up and looked at Edwin’s closed eyes. Then he touched them gently and affectionately.
By now, Cecilia had come to stand at the door.
When Mark noticed her presence, he was sure that she had come to ask him to leave, so he said in a gentle tone, “Let me be with him for a while longer, please.”
He sounded very humble.
So, Cecilia said, “Okay. But don’t take him outside.”
Mark was astonished.
Cecilia had not blamed him outrightly, but her statement hinted at it.
“I won’t,” Mark murmured after a moment of silence.
Since Cecilia had something else to do, she turned around and left without saying another word. But Mark got up and went after her.
“Let me drive you,” he offered when he caught up with her.