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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.

by the door, while Olivia bit her biscuit and ground it

brought home with her a box

stepped forward and took the

went out with Mark, I found three jars of milk powder in the cabinet by accident! The date is

fist and cleared her

but when she

secretly gnashed her teeth and

announced, “I’m so hungry! Let’s have dinner

she felt her hand get

to see who it was, she saw Edwin. The little boy looked up at his

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

long face and

he was going to have dinner with me. He lied

not

go of her hand and

he said, “Edwin is really in denial, isn’t he? He has been thinking about Mark this

gets his personality from? I don’t think

head and let

awkward tension in the air, Rena elbowed her husband’s side and scolded, “Stop teasing her

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

this, Rena rolled her eyes. She thought Waylen was being

Rena sat beside Cecilia so she could keep

some things to Waylen or even her

hearing her out, Rena

Rena went downstairs and was about to leave,

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

his wife’s shoulders and

didn’t say anything

car that Rena finally spilled the beans to her

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

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

condition. He shouldn’t

heart, she couldn’t help but chastise Mark for

he said, “The kids aren’t here with us. Why don’t we stop by

Rena shook her head.

too late now. He’s probably already

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

Rena frowned.

“Aren’t you driving?”

widened even

drink. It’s so rare for us not to take care of the kids for a change. Mrs. Fowler,

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

his sister very well. The thing he was afraid

be so depressed that she might end up

came

rubbed the back of his neck and

Rena agreed.

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

her to the apartment where they used to live before. No one had lived there for a

as Rena entered, she

the wall. He

both hands as their breaths mingled with

Fowler, don’t you

Waylen didn’t say anything.

combed her long brown hair with his slender fingers until his hand reached the small

her arms

she asked, “How do you

Waylen could only chuckle.

time, he would shower her with kisses. The lights along the way were already turned on as well

she immediately felt the toasty warmth of

up the bed and got on top of her. He grabbed the back of her head and thoroughly kissed her while taking

his heat through his light

their kiss got, the redder Rena’s face

in his tenderness as she placed her hand on his arm, gently stroking

kiss her even more. After a while, he

hem of his shirt from his pants and

she did, Waylen kept showering her with kisses, trailing her Lips all

his body weight pressing

Fowler, you bad, naughty

placed her arms around his shoulders. It took her a while to finally regain her strength. She pulled

this. I like it very

moment, Waylen was as stiff

the fire between them had been kept alive and burning, never

their relationship, their hunger for

staring at

liked to see her get so turned on that she would lose all semblance of reason and fully give herself to him. The only

only belonged to

bed with only her for the rest of his life. He couldn’t believe that this woman and this

thing, the best example of a

had sex for a

in the soft mattress. The bed was so comfortable that

Waylen turned to look at Rena,

He liked this woman.

having sex with her, he also

gave it a squeeze. Then, he

beautiful chin into

want to take stock

quickly gnashing his teeth. He pinched her chin and

moment, lust was starting to burn in his loins

anything could happen, Rena stopped him, “You have a

ear, “I notice you

they first had sex, and that was

think about it, if it’s any other woman, I don’t think I care about being her first.

such things for the

a rigid nor a

wanted was for them to only make love with

patted his cheek and sighed with

Fowler, you’re already 37 years

and flashed a smile of his own, which made

already 37, he was still so strong in

could lead to, Rena

sleep. You have to go to

that, Waylen turned off the

voice, “I really hope that Cecilia can also experience this kind of happiness

at the ceiling for a

was possible, she would’ve already found her

this was how

her life, then she