Edwin leaned against Mark, his Little face turning slightly red.
Mark patted Edwin’s head and then looked at Cecilia.
Emotions surged between them as their eyes met.
Korbyn couldn’t tolerate the intimate atmosphere between them any longer, waving his hand, and said, “Alright. Pack up your things and head to Czanch to celebrate Christmas. You’ve endured so much over these years.”
Cecilia felt a little embarrassed by her father’s words.Content property of N?velDra/ma.Org.
Juliette just continued to give her some soft reminders.
Though Cecilia and Mark weren’t officially married, one day, Cecilia would move to Czanch to settle down.
Juliette carried a hint of sadness in her voice.
Renaforted her.
Waylen approached them and removed his leather gloves, gently stroking Cecilia’s face.
“Waylen!” Cecilia and Waylen got on well, so Cecilia couldn’t help calling him emotionally.
Waylen gave a nod, trying to suppress his emotions and speaking seemingly indifferently.
“Finally, you’ve found your happiness. I’m so relieved. Get along well with others. If you encounter any difficulties, don’t cry. Juste back here. We’ll always be there for you.”
Moved by his words, tears threatened to flow down, and Cecilia lowered her head to conceal her feelings, looking pitiful.
Rena nced at Waylen and chided softly, “You’re her elder brother.
Can’t you say some warmer words in a moreforting way?”
Waylen didn’t say anything but simply stared at his little sister.
“Okay, I will,” Cecilia replied.
She took a few slow steps away, but she couldn’t help but turn around and call Waylen.
At that moment, she still seemed like the little girl who had always been under Waylen’s protection.
No matter what mistakes she had made or what asion it was, Waylen loved her just the same.
Waylen knew his little sister well, so he walked over and affectionately patted her head.
“After Christmas, Rena and I wille to visit you.”
Cecilia felt better with his promise.