“Seems like I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his boss with a smile.
But just then, he saw the paper planes Mark had been making and he pursed his lips.
Mark neatly arranged the paper planes and smiled at him, “Okay then.
I’ll have some of your pumpkin pies.”
But Mark only actually took a Little bite.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was not more than a spoonful.
After putting it in his mouth, he put down the spoon because he felt sick.
He narrowed his eyes and looked outside.
“I really want to go back home and have a family reunion,” he said wistfully.
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“Of course you will,” Peter cheerfully assured him. But he could see that Mark was somehow uncomfortable.
But before he could ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a call from Waylen.
By now, it was around 4 a.m. in Duefron.
Mark was somehow a little upset when he looked at the caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say or do anything.
“Answer it. Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter urged in a low voice.
Mark broke into a smile.
“That silly boy,” he chuckled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSince it might concern Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal was a little bad.
Waylen’s voice sounded a little tired.
But Mark heard him when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl. Her name is Olivia. Olivia Evans.”
Cecilia had given birth to a girl that had been named Olivia?
The hand in which Mark held the phone trembled so violently that he couldn’t say anything for some time.
After a brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, Edwin misses you so much.”
Mark closed his eyes.
But Waylen continued, “Rena will take a flight to come see you next week. I’ll ask her to take photos of the baby along.”