Butler Mark remained motionless, fixed in his spot, his eyes locked with Jayson's in a fierce, predatory glare that seemed to promise devouring him whole. Elena's brow furrowed as she glanced up from her meal, taken aback by Butler Mark's unyielding stance. "Mark, what are you waiting for?" she asked, her displeasure evident in her tone. Grumbling under his breath and cursing Jayson repeatedly in his thoughts, Butler Mark begrudgingly left to fetch the yogurt he had been asked for. Leaning closer to Jayson, Elena's voice softened with affection, resembling that of a devoted spouse. "Are you enjoying your meal, dear?" Jayson winced, but he managed to muster a forced smile and replied, "Of course I am." Mrs. Wilson looked up from her own plate and let out a chuckle. "Elena, since you two are openly displaying your affection, why not work hard and make babies?" Elena's gaze dropped, her cheeks flushing with bashfulness. Jayson rolled his eyes, silently cursing the entire family und
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