He suggested, “I mean we’ll Edwin and Olivia with us. What’s on your mind?”
Cecilia grew somewhat impatient.
“What do you mean? I haven’t been thinking about anything.”
Mark devoured the rest of the wontons.
He took charge of washing the dishes, and then turned to affectionately pinch her cheek.
“You’re not as carefree as you used to be years back.”
Cecilia found his remark mildly unsettling.
Their interactions alternated between moments of sweetness and awkwardness.
The time came for them to retire for the night.
Zoey decided to have the two children sleep in her room.
Cecilia considered it somewhat improper.
However, Edwin had already sprinted off with his sister in tow.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Zoey trailed after Edwin, taking her time.
Mark led Cecilia to his bedroom. After all, they had once shared his room during a brief period of their life together.
Everything seemed just as it had been before.
Mark displayed no sense of urgency.
He even made a detour to the study to tend to some work, allowing Cecilia to unwind to some extent.
Once he concluded his tasks, he returned to the bedroom.
Cecilia settled onto the sofa by the window, her mind adrift.
She still wore the garments she had upon arrival, having skipped the shower and makeup removal.
Mark approached, tenderly tousling her hair as he murmured, “Feeling uneasy?”
Cecilia stammered before answering.
“Yes, I do feel somewhat reserved. I don’t think I’m as carefree as I once was.”
In truth, they had already reconciled, sharing a bed in their previous home on Gamous Road.