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,”

just let her sleep.” After

body was already feeling

been added to these

a reliable doctor for me." “Is

bad,” Mark answered

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

Peter arranged for a

his symptoms began to worsen, His body felt like it

as though a wild beast was trapped

the bathroom, someone tapped the room key card, causing the door of the

none other

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

2074 She had suffered a lot for so long to get here. Finally, she had

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

would soon be Mrs.

turned on the cold water

slightly, he knew that a

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

would take some time for the doctors to arrive. Going to

was in heat, all he wanted

it, he

of the bathroom wall as cold water poured over him. He took his phone from the wash basin and dialed Cecilia's

phone rang several

picked up 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 listened intently to her

Cecilia's brows furrowed. Since she didn’t know

like he was

and slipped

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

“I miss you, too.

worry. Just before he could hang

a scantily clad

none

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!

just wanted him. Slowly, she approached him

treatment towards her was as cold as

kisses as she said, “You're in

me help you.” Slowly, her hand started

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

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

cursed in a

against his. At this

saint. He was desperate for a

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

move, he grabbed the shower

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

She gasped

was this possible? How?! How could he still resist her even in such a situation?! Mark kicked her away, took off his shirt, and tied

of the bathroom, turned on the cold water,

that, he staggered his way out

banging

a few minutes already. He had a room key

2076 When Mark opened the door, it almost

face was flushed, which made him look unusually

looked at the doctor beside Peter and said to him, “Inject me with the antidote.” Indeed, this

drug might have a potentially lethal interaction with cold medicine! People could die!" Mark leaned against the door, panting, “I just had

doctor pushed down the syringe, Mark

body had suffered a lot and was now out of

temporarily relieve your

must go to the hospital after daybreak. This is ridiculous!”

Mark Looked up

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

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

Then, he called Cecilia.

a single ring, the call

her voice

Mark said in a

silence, Cecilia's

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 life just for

he assured

will take care of it and I'll go to the hospital first thing in the morning. Have a good sleep. There's nothing wrong with me.” Despite her reassurance,

go there

chills all over his body while feeling feverish at the same time. He lay under the quilt and whispered, “Talk to me. It's almost dawn.” Cecilia knew that he was uncomfortable, which made her even

raging typhoon outside, she

through the phone for a long time until he

away by the police,” Peter

tired,

filed don’t look too good. This will certainly be categorized

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

She sat in silence as the darkness of

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

She didn't want that.

in her

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