Chapter 62 She runs in him again.

Mark pinched Madison's waist playfully, harboring a mischievous intent. "I think a little weight suits you well, and I don't see much change in your figure. You shouldn't be too anxious. I like you just as you are now." "No, I still need to be strict with myself. If you keep spoiling me like this, I'll soon turn into a little piggy." Mark's tone was endearingly indulgent. "Then I wouldn't mind that either." Madison retorted, "It's not about whether you mind or not. I just don't like the idea of getting fat, so I need to make an effort to control my figure. If I let myself go, it will only get worse. It's not too late to nip it in the bud now." Mark didn't try to stop her. "Just don't overdo it. Tomorrow, I'll ask adam to make you some beef stew." "That sounds good. This way, I won't have to worry about my diet impacting my health." Mark held her in his embrace, showing no intention of letting go. He brought her to the bed, his face wearing a contented smil