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

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

body was already feeling

had been added to these

he called Peter and told him, “Call a reliable doctor for me."

took something bad,” Mark answered

and had seen all kinds of things. When he heard this, Peter immediately

wasting another second, Peter arranged

he felt his symptoms

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

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

was none other

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

a lot for so long to get here. Finally, she had an

needed to do was to trick him into having sex with her. She was at the stage where she could easily be impregnated.

that happened, she would soon be

on the cold water

slightly, he knew

take advantage of his vulnerability or

time for the doctors to arrive. Going to the

he

it, he

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

phone rang several times.

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

voice, “I just want to hear your voice.” Cecilia's brows furrowed. Since she didn’t know how unwell he was, she

she spoke, Mark listened like he was

pain eased and slipped away from his

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

“I miss you, too.

before he could hang up

a scantily clad

none

had a better control of his mind. With narrowed eyes, he asked, “Were you the one who did it?

all, she just wanted him.

burning hot, his treatment towards her was as

kisses as she said, “You're in

you.” Slowly, her hand started to roam his

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

out for the phone. But then, the phone

it,” he cursed in

against his. At this time, his will as a

a saint. He was desperate

forget that Cecilia was waiting for

he grabbed the shower head

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

forehead. She gasped and looked at the man in front

such a situation?!

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

staggered his

Peter was banging his fist

already. He had a room key

opened the door, it almost gave Peter

flushed, which made

Peter and said to him, “Inject me with the antidote.” Indeed, this doctor was reliable. As soon as he spotted the cold medicine on the

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

doctor pushed down the syringe, Mark immediately

body had suffered a lot and

relieve

is ridiculous!” Peter wanted to asked

Looked up and pointed

She must be

to the bedroom, took off his drenched clothes, and changed into his bathrobe.

Then, he called Cecilia.

a single ring, the call

worry in her

me,” Mark said in

of silence, Cecilia's voice broke as she

Mark replied in a

“Don’t be afraid.”

2077 Cecilia was so worried about Mark that she wanted to come over. Even inside the hotel room, Mark could hear

he assured

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, Cecilia couldn't shake

go there right

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 more anxious.

was a raging typhoon outside, she couldn't

him through the phone for a long time until he fell asleep.

taken away by the police,” Peter

tired,

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

of him." “Of course. It's my duty,”

phone. She sat in

had said the other day. He said that she would win the award and be a big

She didn't want that.

in her

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