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Hearing this, Mark slightly opened his eyes.

Cecilia then helped him take off his coat.

She searched his coat pockets for the medicine bottle. Instead, what she found were a few candies, which were her favorites.

She stared at them for a long time as a million thoughts began racing in her mind.

Meanwhile, Mark felt as though the world around him was spinning.

He gave her hand a slight squeeze as he lethargically looked up at her.

“Cecilia, is there a chance for us to go back in the past? You can call me Uncle Mark, like you used to, and I can treat you as my little girl.”

Even now that Cecilia was a mature woman, Mark still treated her as a little girl.

After saying that, Mark no longer had the energy to listen to her answer. Although his mind was only half-lucid, he still stubbornly held on to her hand. It was as though he was afraid that the moment he let go, all the warmth that he had worked so hard to build would dissipate into thin air.

The light around them was dim.

Cecilia had chosen this crystal chandelier herself-one produced in Ypsila and worth two million dollars.

She liked it very much because of its shiny and gorgeous appearance.

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She thought it would look nice at home.

Although some things remained constant, the same could not be said about people.

She met his pleading eyes and stared at him in silence. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t bring herself to answer him.

After a while, Peter arrived with the doctor.

When Cecilia opened the door, she was somewhat embarrassed.

Thankfully, Peter broke the awkwardness first by saying, “Thank you.

He needs to preserve his health, but he’s clearly not taking care of himself!”

Cecilia forced a smile.

It was obvious that this doctor was completely dedicated to Mark.

After taking Mark’s temperature and performing a thorough physical exam, the doctor remarked, “It’s not that serious. Two injections should be enough to bring down his fever. However, that doesn’t change the fact he needs to be more careful in the future.”

After that, Peter helped Mark up and led him to his bedroom.

There, the doctor gave Mark an injection.

Mark’s body was flat on the bed. His throat bulged as a whisper escaped his lips, uttering a name in his sleep.

With a smile, the doctor said goodbye.

When Peter came back after walking the doctor out, he saw Cecilia standing in front of the French window of the bedroom. The sky outside was dark, and the rain had already subsided.

From behind, Cecilia’s posture exhibited loneliness.

While she was only a simple girl, she was forced to grow up in her relationship with Mark.

Peter warily approached Cecilia, and after hesitating for a while, he said, “Cecilia, I’m not defending him. But I just want to tell you that if it weren’t for you, Edwin, and Olivia, Mr. Evans wouldn’t be alive.

He had narrowly escaped death so many times back in Rouemn.

But I think a lot of people would rather die than go through the pain of treatment.”

Slowly, Cecilia looked up.

Then, after a long silence, she let out a soft sigh and said, “I know.”

She sank her head once again, mustering all her strength just to keep her emotions at bay.

“Mark felt that he failed to do right by me, so he didn’t want to drag me down when he became ill,” she murmured.

“He chose to face his illness alone and prepared for the worst. But Peter, he has thought and accounted for everything but my feeling! Did it ever occur to him that if he really couldn’t make it, I would regret fighting with him and separating from him? Did he ever think that I would blame myself for the rest of my life?”

Peter remained silent, unable to deny it.

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Cecilia flashed a faint smile and continued, “That day, he said that he wanted to accompany me for the prenatal checkups. When I heard that, I almost burst in joy because he wasn’t there with me when I had Edwin. But then, when I went to see him, he had only left me a letter, telling me that I shouldn’t wait for him anymore. From that day on, I took his words to heart and stopped waiting for him.

Although I’m glad that he came back alive, there are some things in the past that you can no longer change.”

To Cecilia, it wasn’t that she no longer loved Mark. Rather, she didn’t see any reason for her to be with him anymore.

Peter knew this as well.

The entire time, he just stayed quiet as he stood by her side and accompanied her.

After a while, Cecilia turned around and smiled.

“Thank you for taking care of him. Because of you, Edwin and Olivia can still have their father.”

When Cecilia left, she felt a hollowness in her chest that was hard to explain.

She was cold and unfeeling. She knew that she shouldn’t get back together with him because if she did, her heart, which had been broken countless times already, might break again into a million pieces. And if that were to happen, she was afraid she could no longer recover from it.

Right now, all she wanted was for herself and Mark to be a family.

Peter walked her downstairs.

When he opened the car door for her, he hesitated for a moment before saying, “Lina and I adopted that child.”

As Cecilia sat in the car, her body froze midway in shock.

Peter patted her on the shoulder and said, “Drive carefully, okay?

Don’t be so absent-minded.”

Cecilia forced a smile.

She then slowly rolled up the window and gently stepped on the accelerator. As the engine revved to life, the red sports car drove away.

The rain had already stopped.

The road ahead of her was filled with puddles of water, which reflected the city’s neon lights. At night, they looked strangely beautiful.

Cecilia turned on the music, and a soothing Love song began to play.

As she drove to the Fowler’s house, she couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down her eyes.

Her family had not yet eaten and was waiting for her. Since the children were growing hungry, Rena had made some cookies for them.

door, while Olivia bit

brought home with her a box of milk

took the box

he remarked, “It’s so strange. After you went out with Mark, I found three jars of milk powder in the cabinet by accident! The date is actually quite new. Ha-ha! I really think Mark

on her fist

moment, Cecilia was confused, but when she saw the milk powder, everything became clear

her teeth and cursed in her

and announced, “I’m

Cecilia could leave, she

boy looked

and answered, “He’s not feeling well and went

pulled a long

going to have dinner with me. He

not knowing

go of her hand and

a light chuckle, he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He

his personality from? I don’t

her head and let

elbowed her husband’s side and scolded, “Stop teasing

around her waist. He pulled her closer and whispered to her ear, “Fine, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll only be teasing

this, Rena rolled her eyes. She thought Waylen was

sat beside Cecilia so she could keep

all. As such, she couldn’t share some things to Waylen or

her out, Rena comforted

Rena went downstairs and was about to leave, Waylen shot

her expression. Her eyes were soft, and her face was serene. Perhaps she had

his

didn’t say anything and simply

that Rena finally spilled the beans to her

that My uncle has a fever. Although Cecilia called Peter to look after him, I think she still worries

replied, “Looks like your uncle’s willing to do anything just to have

of Mark’s condition. He shouldn’t be this

heart, she couldn’t help but chastise

Waylen was deep in thought as he drove. After a while, he said, “The kids

Rena shook her head.

late now.

snicker, Waylen looked at his wife and asked, “Mrs. Fowler, shall we

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

smile widened even

watch you drink. It’s so rare for us not to take care of the

two years, it wasn’t only Cecilia and Mark who were having a hard time. Waylen

was afraid the

that happened, Cecilia would be so depressed that

came back

rubbed the back of his neck and said softly, “I really want to

Rena agreed.

would go to a bar and enjoy some nice music while sipping on a glass

different idea. He took her to the apartment where they used to live before.

she

hers until her back was against the wall. He kissed

their breaths mingled with each other.

you want a

Waylen didn’t say anything.

her long brown hair with his slender fingers until his

her arms around

asked,

Waylen could only chuckle.

bedroom. From time to time, he would shower her with kisses. The lights

soft bed, she immediately felt the toasty

her. He grabbed the back of her

his heat through his

got, the

herself in his tenderness as she placed her hand

while, he momentarily pulled away and said, “Help me unbutton my

one hand, unfastened his belt. She then yanked the hem of his shirt from his pants and started undoing

kept showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all the way to the

even closer, his body weight pressing

Fowler, you bad, naughty

around his shoulders. It took her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled him closer and whispered, “Don’t

this. I like it very much. I

moment, Waylen was as stiff as

time already, the fire

hunger for

kept staring

turned on that she would lose all semblance of reason and fully give herself to him. The only one capable of

all, Rena only belonged

would end up only loving one woman and wanting to share a bed with only her for the rest of his life. He couldn’t believe that this woman and this woman alone was capable of arousing such a powerful lust

this was the most romantic thing, the best example

sex for

before laying down in the soft mattress. The bed

to look

He liked this woman.

with her, he also enjoyed

hand gently grabbed hers and gave it a squeeze. Then, he

beautiful chin into his arm and kissed him on

want to take stock of

pinched her chin and

starting to burn in

could happen, Rena stopped him, “You

and whispered to his ear, “I notice you like taking me back here very much. Why is that? Is it because all guys care so much about

that was also Rena’s first time

know about other guys, but I surely do. But come and think about it, if it’s any other woman, I don’t think I care about being her first. I only feel this way about you.

you, I care about such things

was neither a rigid

was for them to only

his cheek and sighed with

already

a smile of his own, which

was already 37, he was still so strong in bed and she had

what it could lead to, Rena didn’t dare

sleep. You have to

that, Waylen turned off the

“I really hope that

the ceiling for

possible, she would’ve already found her Mr. Right a long

was

her life, then she could be with