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.

any problem?” “Nothing,” Mark

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

this point, Mark's body

knew something had been added to these

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

took something bad,” Mark answered through the receiver in hushed

years and had seen all kinds of things. When he heard this, Peter immediately understood that someone had put something in Mark's food or drink that made

second, Peter arranged for a

up the phone, he felt his symptoms began to worsen, His body felt like it was

as though a wild beast was trapped inside

someone tapped the room key card, causing the door of the suite to swing open. A woman wearing a sexy lingerie

none

as Mark's husky and sexy gasps coming from the bathroom. The sound fueled her imagination, making her

lot for so

eager to find a woman to release his sexual urges. All she needed to do was to trick him into having sex with her. She was at the stage where she could easily be impregnated. If they

would soon be Mrs.

the cold water

had dropped slightly, he knew

show up to take advantage of his vulnerability or he needed a

raging outside, it would take some time for the doctors to arrive. Going to the hospital was also not an

Mark was in heat, all he wanted

it,

back against the corner of the bathroom wall as cold water poured

rang several times.

in a soft tone, “Mark? Why are you calling me again? Do you want to talk to the

in a hoarse voice, “I just 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 Olivia

like

the pain eased and slipped away

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

“I miss you, too.

he could hang up the phone, the bathroom door swung

a scantily clad woman

none other than

With narrowed eyes, he asked, “Were you the one who did it? Get out! If you don't,

After all, she just wanted him. Slowly, she approached him and

hot, his treatment towards her

skin with kisses as she

hand

shouted, “Get out!” The call was still connected, so Cecilia could clearly 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 move! “Mark!” she shouted, hoping her voice would reach him at the other end of

phone. But then, the

it,” he cursed in a

press against his. At this

a saint. He was desperate for

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

another move, he grabbed the shower head and directly threw it at

head, causing Elaine to clutch that

her forehead. She gasped and looked at the

such a situation?! Mark kicked her

of the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and aimed

staggered his way out of

Peter was banging his fist

it for a few minutes already. He had a room key card, but the door was locked from

door, it almost

face was flushed, which made him look unusually

“Inject me with the antidote.” Indeed, this doctor was reliable. As soon as he

panting, “I just had a little.” The doctor heaved a sigh of relief. He put down the medicine kit and

as the doctor pushed down the syringe, Mark

suffered

temporarily relieve

daybreak. This is ridiculous!” Peter

while, Mark Looked up and pointed to

phone. She must be so anxious right now.” Angela's Library Without

went back to the bedroom, took off his drenched clothes, and

Then, he called Cecilia.

a single ring,

worry in her voice immediately

Mark said in a hoarse

a moment of silence, Cecilia's voice broke as she uttered,

Mark replied

“Don’t be afraid.”

wanted to come over. Even inside the hotel room, Mark could hear the roaring winds outside. He didn't want her to risk her

fine,” he assured

it and I'll go to the hospital first thing in the morning. Have a good sleep. There's nothing wrong with me.” Despite

wanted to go there right

the quilt and whispered, “Talk

was a raging

a long time until he fell asleep. By then, Peter took over

taken away by the police,” Peter said to

tired, his voice

the odds of a case being filed don’t look too good. This will certainly be categorized

Peter, please take care of him." “Of course. It's my

the phone. She sat in

said the other day. He said that she would win

She didn't want that.

important thing in her life right

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