Little Alexis latched onto his legs, greeting, “Great uncle.”
Mark affectionately ruffled her hair, lifting her into his arms.
Alexis had a knack for courting affection.
And Mark indulged her.
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Once inside, Mark’s attention would be irrevocably drawn to Edwin and Olivia, meaning Alexis had to seize her emotional connection with him while she could. It was an opportunity she wouldn’t squander.
Mark remained oblivious to Alexis’ calculations.
They approached the porch.
Set off to one side was a diminutive table and chair, where Edwin was ensconced.
Disentangling from Mark’s embrace, Alexis announced brightly, “Edwin, I’ve brought your great uncle back to you.”
Mark’s laughter was heartfelt.
In the next moment, Alexis was a blur, darting away.
Edwin lifted his gaze to Mark, addressing him in a subdued tone.
Squatting down to Edwin’s level, Mark caressed his head.
“Silly boy, have you been waiting for me here?”
Intent on maintaining his dignity, Edwin replied with slight discomfort, “No, it’s just brighter here.”
Not pressing further, Mark reviewed Edwin’s homework. Suddenly, Edwin, eyes fixed on Mark, inquired, “Did you and Mommy make up?”
Mark responded with a nonchalant affirmative.
He then posed a question to his son, “Do you want to reconcile with me?”
The young boy’s cheeks flushed, and he remained silent.
Respecting Edwin’s reluctance, Mark hoisted both Edwin and his chair, heading toward the hall, remarking, “Don’t study here anymore. The lighting is poor, and it’s too warm.”
Korbyn, overhearing while sipping his tea, offered a rare smile.
“Well, Mark, you truly have the child’s interests at heart.”
His tone sardonic, Korbyn added, “Remarkable. From crafting rockets to showing such dedication to your family. Quite heartwarming, indeed.”
Korbyn’s tongue was as acerbic as Waylen’s.