Cecilia remained silent. She glanced around, but Rena was nowhere to be seen. If Rena were here, she would surely stand up for her.

Waylen couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation, “You’re in luck! Rena is resting inside.”

Resting?

Cecilia’s eyes widened.

Waylen’s handsome face turned slightly red, but he feigned nonchalance. “She’s just a bit tired.”

As an experienced adult, Cecilia instantly understood what he meant. Blushing slightly, she stood up, feeling embarrassed, and said, “Well… I should probably leave.”

With a casual reminder, Waylen said, “Drive safely.”

Cecilia’s eyes brightened as she nodded in agreement.

As she departed, Waylen’s gaze lingered on the closed door, lost in contemplation.

Deep down, he understood that Cecilia had been deeply wounded by Mark.

She had loved him and been showered with his affection. How could she easily move on and fall in love with someone else now?

Otherwise, this relationship would continue to haunt her if she didn’t move on.

Mark would forever be a thorn in her heart.

Waylen felt a sense of frustration at the thought.

Outside, Cecilia gripped the handle, her gaze lowered in contemplation.

No one had mentioned Mark to her recently, considering her delicate state of mind. Only Waylen had been urging her to face the reality.

Waylen had informed her about having a child with Mark.

They had to meet.

For Cecilia, there were only two paths ahead. One was to rekindle her love for Mark and the other was to forget him completely.

But she found herself unable to achieve either.

With closed eyes, she took a deep breath, preparing to leave the hospital and return home.

However, as she lifted her eyes, she was stunned.

There stood Mark, right in front of her.

He was dressed in a white shirt, black suit pants and a navy blue windbreaker.

At first glance, he appeared gentle and elegant but only she knew the cruel and maniacal side of this man, especially in private moments—transforming into someone entirely different…

In amoment of profound silence, their eyes met, rendering them unable to speak.

Little did Cecilia expect to encounter Mark in the hospital.

The sight of the hospital scene triggered memories of the first time they made love, which also happened in this very place.

Inebriated, he had ardently pressed her against the sofa and their passion ignited.

Evidently, Mark too was immersed in the memories of the past.

He had always been cautious with his words and actions, carefully considering the consequences before acting.

But now, the implications of his relationship with Cecilia eluded him. Being enticed by a woman sixteen years his junior was perhaps the craziest thing he had ever done.

It wasn’t merely because of her youth and beauty.

Mark had encountered numerous stunning women, many even more attractive and alluring than her, who possessed sensibility and thoughtfulness.

However, there was something about her, how she affectionately called him “Uncle Mark” like a kitten, that captivated him. ©

Her consistent use of that endearing term had him hooked.

After a prolonged moment, Mark inquired, “Are you here to visit Lexi?”

After a moment of contemplation, Cecilia replied, “Yes, she’s much better now. They might discharge her from the hospital tomorrow.”

Mark was about to say something but, just then, Peter emerged from the elevator, visibly surprised to see Cecilia. As a senior figure in the workplace, he swiftly regained his composure and greeted her with a smile, “Miss Fowler.”

Cecilia acknowledged Peter with a nod and turned to Mark. “I’ll leave if there’s nothing else.”

However, Mark grasped her hand firmly, urging her to stay, “Wait a minute.”

Peter discreetly averted his gaze.

Cecilia attempted to free her hand from Mark’s grip but his strength held her captive.

“Let’s talk,” Mark said in a hushed tone.

Eventually, they found solace in a tranquil teahouse. Peter secured a private room and stood guard outside dutifully.

Inside the secluded chamber, Mark personally served tea, setting aside his usual reliance on others, displaying his passion for the art of tea-making

He placed a cup before Cecilia, urging her to taste it.

Cecilia demurred, saying, “I’m not fond of tea.”

Mark’s indulgent smile graced his face as he gently said, “Ah, I forgot that you prefer milk tea and fried chicken…”

Cecilia observed him quietly.

He was just as gentle and refined as she remembered.

Once upon atime, she had reveled in his presence but now she wanted to avoid dwelling on such memories.

She coolly questioned, “Mr. Evans, is that the only reason you brought me here?”

Undeterred, Mark went to the mini-fridge, fetched a drink for her and offered it.

However, Cecilia declined.

the drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always

that moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped

though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing remarkably

words seemed light but Mark

a pampered princess, she

you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my pregnancy a secret from

Mark’s complexion paled.

to maintain a smile.

and said, “Childish? You’ve always treated me like a child, haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship

great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions

Evans, you said we weren’t right for each other, and I didn’t push you further. I heeded your words and left our

Mark’s heart ached.

not grasp that

She should resent him.

well. Their relationship was

worldly, would have thought that he’d eventually marry

had indeed

had failed her

wanted to hold her hand, yet

said, “I’m sorry, I lost

your secretary contact me. I’ll make

“Is it alright for me to

appeared visibly taken

the Fowler

press

her today, without any ulterior motives. He merely wanted to

since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened

Mark’s car slid

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on

Mark was nothing

after Cecilia and

his brow and approached Cecilia,

Cecilia responded calmly, “Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that you’ve never been intimate with

Mark fell silent.

they had a one-night stand in the past but now they were

her car, fastened

Mark glimpsed what

Was Cecilia crying?

lips, gazing at the exhaust

is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler? Would you like me

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression

inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s merely

had no intention of revealing

Cathy smiled subtly.

witnessed the earlier scene. He wiped his brow and chastised the driver, “Why did you bring the car

and explained,

then addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what

“You head back to the

It’s a chance for us to relax a bit… Cathy, I’ll take you out for some drinks tonight. Czanch is not as

while Mark stood in the

shedding tears, he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

break free from his shackles and give her a family, so she wouldn’t have

could he do

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette

were exceptional, attracting the gaze of

no hint that he was

made his way to the ward and knocked on the

opened it, his surprise evident, but he maintained a

have forgotten the intense confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured

mentioned, “In fact, if you

briefly before replying, “I did

Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended up together all those

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

glass, Mark maintained a smile. “Regardless, I have a child with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly admire you. If you and Rena reconcile, you’ll have two weddings in one

flipped through

at Mark, who was calmly sipping on

to control you, so you’re free to continue your

Blind date…

on the glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

up, rubbing her eyes,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

walked to her bedside, lifted Alexis into his arms, kissed her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from his pocket and

specially purchased the talisman for

noticed this gesture. He said calmly, “You’re

tone about Elvira’s upcoming court date. Waylen provided him with all the relevant

“Just to

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Rena or Alexis suffer at

Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s

business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly anticipating Mark’s

along some delightful toys for

cradled in

couldn’t help but feel a touch of

emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention me more

more time together will surely bring you closer. Edwin is such

the bigger man, urging Mark to

Mark was nobody’s fool.

the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it was also

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