Chapter 2071 Cecilia's brow furrowed.

Elaine, taking unexpected leave? The timing struck her as oddly coincidental, aligning with Mark's trip to Zameau.

Lost in thought, Cecilia resisted the urge to message Mark. She had faith in him, believing he'd uphold his integrity.

Yet, a nagging suspicion persisted.

If Elaine had indeed traveled to Zameau, Cecilia was prepared to do something.

For her, the bond with Mark held more weight than any accolade or stardom.

She couldn't bear the thought of Elaine keeping pestering him.

Having reached her decision, a weight seemed to lift off Cecilia's shoulders.

In the evening, the weather forecast issued a warning of a category 10 typhoon approaching several nearby cities.

Concern for Mark gripped Cecilia.

She decided to take the initiative and called him, saying, “The wind’s getting dangerously strong. It's not safe out there. Mark, maybe you should come back tomorrow.” Mark wasn't one to risk his life needlessly.

Having just returned from the construction site, he and Peter had already booked two rooms in a hotel.

Standing by the window, gazing at the fierce wind outside, Mark replied softly, “Alright; take care of yourself while I'm not there for you. Keep an eye on Edwin and Olivia as well; Olivia has a habit of kicking off her blanket.” Cecilia agreed, though the phone signal wasn't the best.

Despite the frequent separations, she missed him intensely at this moment.

In a hushed voice, she added, “I'm hanging up now. You should also get some rest.” Mark couldn't resist one last quip, “I'l head back tomorrow morning once the winds settle.” He wanted to get back to her before she head to the set just to steal a few alone time with her.

Cecilia understood his intentions and blushed slightly.

“No, it’s not like we're newly in love. We've been together for so long; the ty has faded.” Mark teased, “What? Are you saying you're not fond of me anymore?” As they continued their playful banter, an unexpected knock echoed at the door of his hotel room.

Chapter 2072 Mark stared at the door.

“It should be room service,” he told Cecilia over the phone.

“I just asked for some cold medicine.” “I see,” Cecilia replied.

“Go to bed early tonight.” There was a softness in the way she talked to Mark-a softness he missed very much.

“I'll go back tomorrow morning,” he replied in a hoarse voice.

After some hesitation from both sides, the two hung up the phone.

As Mark opened the door, a waiter pushed a small dining cart inside the room.

Aside from cold medicine, there was also a meal.

Seeing this, Mark frowned.

“I didn’t order any food.” “Mr. Garcia ordered it for you,” the waiter replied with a smile.

Mark moved aside to let the waiter in. Then, he let out a helpless sigh and shook his head. Mark thought Peter would never allow him to be hungry.

After that, the waiter left.

Mark took a shower before taking the cold medicine.

His laptop was on the coffee table. There, he was concocting a business proposal.

Since Mark wasn't hungry, he only took a few bites casually as he read.

Then he abruptly stopped eating. Somehow, these dishes tasted familiar to him.

They tasted like dishes he had for lunch the past few days, cooked by his domestic servants.

Mark was a sensitive man and easily sensed that something was wrong.

These dishes weren't cooked by a five-star hotel chef. Rather, they tasted like they were cooked from home.

He looked at the dishes and studied them carefully.

Then, he took out his phone and dialed the landline number of the villa in Duefron. After a few rings, a servant answered the call.

Chapter 2073 “Is my mom asleep?” Mark asked in a deep voice.

Immediately, the servant recognized Mark's voice and responded gleefully, “She just fell asleep. You've been on business trips these days, and she could relaxed a little. Just this morning, she mentioned that she didn't need to buy groceries to cook a lot of different dishes every day.” Mark swallowed as his throat grew parched.

“This entire time, she’s been cooking for me and having it delivered to my office?” he asked.

“Yes, she wouldn't even let anyone else help. That's how much Mrs. Evans loves you." Mark was rendered speechless.

The silence on the other line made the servant feel uneasy.

Evans, is there any problem?”

disturb my mom. It's late, so just let her sleep.”

Mark's body was already

something had been added to

Peter and told him, “Call a reliable doctor for me." “Is your cold getting worse?” Peter

Mark answered through the receiver in hushed

he heard this, Peter

another second, Peter arranged for

felt his symptoms began to worsen, His body felt like it was

heat, as though a wild beast was trapped

Mark walked into the bathroom, someone tapped the room key card, causing the door of the suite to swing open. A woman wearing a sexy lingerie walked past the door barefoot and

none other than

as Mark's husky and sexy

lot for so long

right now, eager to find a woman to release his sexual urges. All she needed to do was to trick him into having

happened, she would

on the cold water and desperately washed

dropped slightly, he knew that a simple cold shower

up to take advantage of his vulnerability or he needed a medicine to alleviate

the typhoon raging outside, it would take some time for the doctors to arrive. Going to the hospital was

Mark was in heat, all he wanted

could hear it, he

water poured over

phone rang several

me again? Do you want to talk

want to hear your voice.” Cecilia's brows furrowed. Since she didn’t know how unwell he was, she agreed to his request and talked about what had just happened to

like

pain eased and slipped

deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, “Cecilia, I miss you so

“I miss you, too.

Just before he could hang up the phone, the bathroom

a scantily

none other

still felt hot all over his body, he had a better control of his mind. With narrowed eyes, he asked, “Were you the one who did it? Get out! If you don't, I'll make you regret ever being

Elaine was unfazed. After all, she just wanted him. Slowly, she

his treatment towards her was as cold as

with kisses

help you.” Slowly, her hand started to roam

hear everything that was happening on the other end. She started to connect the dots and figured that it was Elaine who had turned Mark into this. It was an exceptionally bold

head and reached out for the phone. But then, the phone was drenched with water, and

cursed

his. At

not a saint. He was desperate for

same time, he didn’t forget that Cecilia was waiting for him as

move, he grabbed the shower head and directly threw it

metal hit the top of her head, causing Elaine to clutch that spot

to trickle down her forehead. She gasped and looked

still resist her even in such a situation?! Mark kicked her away, took

threw her in the corner of the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and aimed

staggered his way out of the

banging his fist

He had a room key card, but the door was locked from the

2076 When Mark opened the door, it almost gave

face was flushed, which made him

antidote.” Indeed, this doctor was reliable. As soon as he spotted the

The drug might have a potentially lethal interaction with cold medicine! People could die!" Mark leaned against the door, panting, “I just had a little.” The doctor heaved a sigh of relief. He put down the medicine kit

the doctor pushed down the syringe, Mark immediately felt

in the interim, his body had suffered a lot and was now out of

temporarily relieve your discomfort,”

the hospital after daybreak. This is ridiculous!” Peter wanted to

Mark Looked up and pointed

everything over the phone. She must be

go and check this woman.” Mark went back to the bedroom, took

Then, he called Cecilia.

a single ring,

her voice immediately stood

said

silence, Cecilia's voice broke as

fine,” Mark replied in a soft

“Don’t be afraid.”

inside the hotel room, Mark could hear the roaring winds outside. He

he assured

thing in the morning. Have a good sleep. There's

go there

the quilt and whispered, “Talk to me.

there was a raging typhoon

phone for a long time until he fell asleep.

had been taken away by the police,” Peter

tired, his

the odds of a case being filed don’t look too good. This will certainly be categorized as a civil dispute.” Cecilia

care of him." “Of course. It's my

the phone. She sat in

the other day. He said that she would win the award

She didn't want that.

in her life right

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