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

just let her sleep.” After saying that, he hung up the

Mark's body

knew something had been added

reliable doctor for me." “Is your cold

something bad,” Mark answered through the receiver

for Mark for many 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 him burn

second, Peter

the phone, he felt his symptoms began to worsen,

was in heat, as though a wild beast was trapped inside him, wanting to be set

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 locked

was none other

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

lot for so long to get here. Finally, she

him into having sex with her. She was at the stage where she could easily be impregnated. If

would

the bathroom, Mark turned on the

dropped slightly, he knew that a simple cold shower

a woman would show up to take advantage of his vulnerability or he needed a medicine to alleviate his current

for the doctors to arrive. Going

Mark was in heat, all he wanted to

he could hear it,

the corner of the bathroom wall as cold water poured over him. He took his phone from

rang several times.

phone and asked in a soft tone, “Mark? Why are you calling me again? Do you want to

she didn’t know how unwell he

like he

and slipped away from

took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice,

“I miss you, too.

he could hang up the phone, the

scantily clad woman

was none other

a better control of his mind. With narrowed eyes, he asked, “Were you the

all, she just wanted him. Slowly, she approached him and wrapped him around her

hot, his treatment towards her was

peppered his skin with kisses as she said,

me help you.” Slowly, her hand started to

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

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

cursed in a low

At this

was not a saint. He was desperate for a woman

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

grabbed the

metal hit the top of her head, causing Elaine

blood started to trickle down her forehead. She gasped

possible? How?! How could he still resist her even in such a situation?!

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

that, he staggered his way out of

was banging

had a room key card, but the door

door, it almost gave Peter a heart

flushed, which made him look unusually

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

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

down

his body had suffered a lot and was now out of

relieve

daybreak. This is ridiculous!”

Looked up and pointed

Cecilia. She heard everything over the phone. She must be so anxious right now.” Angela's Library Without a second thought,

Mark went back to the

Then, he called Cecilia.

ring, the

in her voice immediately stood

said

a moment of silence, Cecilia's voice broke

replied

“Don’t be afraid.”

Cecilia was so worried about Mark that she wanted to come over. Even inside the hotel room, Mark could hear the roaring winds outside. He didn't want

he

thing in the morning. Have a good sleep. There's nothing wrong with me.” Despite her reassurance, Cecilia

wanted to go

quilt and whispered, “Talk to me. It's almost dawn.” Cecilia knew that

raging typhoon outside, she

to him through the phone for a long time until he fell asleep. By then, Peter took

by the police,” Peter

tired,

a statement from our side, but the odds of a case being filed don’t look too good. This will certainly be categorized as a

take care of him." “Of course.

hung up the phone. She sat in silence as the darkness of the night engulfed

what Mark had said the other day. He said that she would win the

She didn't want that.

important thing in her

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