Chapter 1892 Grasping Mark's hand, his brow furrowed, Edwin declared, "I want rice.
Mark was baffled by the child's preference for such simplicity.
Patting Edwin's head tenderly, he proposed, "I can watch you eat the fried chicken.
"But I want the rice," Edwin clarified, blushing.
Mark smiled, acquiescing to the child's peculiar request.
"Alright, let's find you a restaurant.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe drove Edwin to a well-regarded establishment, bustling with patrons.
Edwin relished the meal.
As Mark mentioned he'd drop Edwin off before attending an evening event, the boy's demeanor shifted, his focus now solely on his plate.
Mark found Edwin's temperament reminiscent of Rena's.
He cajoled softly, "Your mother will be at the event, too.
Don't you want us to meet?" Edwin did, undoubtedly.
But restrained, he sidestepped.
"I have a heap of homework tonight.
I can't accompany you.
You might as well just go to the event.
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Post-dinner, they drove back to the villa where Zoey anticipated Edwin's arrival.
As Mark made to leave, Zoey approached him, her words firm.
"No alcohol for you.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKeep an eye on Cecilia; ensure she's treated right.
" Mark offered a reassuring smile.
"No need to worry, Mom.
Zoey hesitated, her initial words dying on her lips, and instead, she exhaled arsigh.
"I've prepared your favorite snack. Swontons with coriander.
"
A moment of surprise flickered om across Mark's face.