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?” “Nothing,”

disturb my mom. It's late, so just let her sleep.” After saying that, he hung up the

this point, Mark's body was already feeling slightly

knew something had been

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

think I took something bad,” Mark answered

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

wasting another second, Peter arranged for a

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

as though a wild beast was

key card, causing the door of the suite to swing open. A woman

was none other than

as well as Mark's husky and sexy gasps coming from the bathroom. The

so long to get here. Finally,

to trick him into having sex with her. She was at the stage where she could easily be impregnated. If they had sex tonight,

she would soon

the bathroom, Mark turned on the

his body temperature had dropped slightly, he knew that a simple cold

show up to take advantage of his vulnerability or he

time for the doctors to

all he wanted to hear was Cecilia's

only he could hear it, he

leaned his back against the corner of the bathroom wall as cold water poured over him. He

rang

the phone and asked in a soft tone, “Mark? Why are you calling me again? Do you want to talk to the children?” Mark closed his eyes and

“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

Mark listened like he was

pain eased and slipped away from his

in a hoarse voice, “Cecilia,

“I miss you, too.

worry. Just before he could hang up the phone, the bathroom door swung

a scantily clad woman

was none

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

she just wanted him. Slowly, she

his treatment towards her was

with kisses as she said, “You're

her hand started to roam his body.

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

then, the phone was drenched with water, and soon, its screen

he cursed in a low

against his. At this time, his will as a

He was desperate for a woman

was waiting

another move, he grabbed the shower head

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

started to trickle down her forehead. She gasped and looked at

in such a situation?! Mark

turned on the cold water, and aimed

he staggered his way

Peter was banging his fist

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

When Mark opened the door,

flushed, which made him

and said to him, “Inject me with the antidote.” Indeed, this doctor was reliable. As soon as he spotted the cold medicine on the table, nervous sweat began beading out of his

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

down the syringe,

had suffered a lot and was now out

will only temporarily relieve your

is ridiculous!”

up and pointed to the

give me your phone. I'll call Cecilia. She heard everything over the phone. She must be so anxious right now.” Angela's Library Without a second thought, Peter gave his

this woman.” Mark went back to the bedroom, took off his drenched clothes, and changed

Then, he called Cecilia.

single ring,

The worry in her voice immediately stood

said in a

moment of silence, Cecilia's

Mark replied in a

“Don’t be afraid.”

that she wanted to come over. Even inside the hotel room, Mark could hear the

fine,” he assured

the hospital first thing in the morning. Have a good sleep. There's nothing wrong with me.” Despite her reassurance, Cecilia couldn't

wanted to go there

He lay under the quilt and whispered, “Talk to me. It's almost dawn.”

was a raging typhoon outside,

phone for a long time until he fell asleep. By

been taken away by

he was tired, his

our side, but the odds of a case being filed don’t

take care of him." “Of course.

Cecilia hung up the phone. She sat in silence

day. He said that she would win the award and be

She didn't want that.

her life right now

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