Female NovelHe sensed it might also be related to Cecilia. Trying to lift the atmosphere, Peter smiled and assured, “Rest assured, I’ll conduct a thorough investigation. I’ll find whatever there is to find.”
Gradually, Mark’s temper subsided.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Unbuttoning his shirt, a moment of recollection crossed his mind, and he mentioned casually, “Arrange for a driver to take her home.”
Peter now understood there must be a conflict between Mark and Cecilia.
He sensed something was amiss and decided to be more considerate towards Cecilia.
While Cecilia had fallen under Mark’s influence, he had also been her savior.
She wasn’t the type to incessantly pester a man. Besides, even she herself wasn’t sure about her feelings for Mark; it was just difficult to explain clearly.
Deciding they shouldn’t meet again, Cecilia couldn’t resist looking back when she left.
Similarly, with a bathrobe in hand, Mark gazed at her with profound eyes.
“Uncle Mark,” she uttered softly, her eyes slightly teary. Cecilia knew someone like Mark wouldn’t fancy a young girl like her.
With a lowered head, she departed with Peter.
Mark gently placed the bathrobe down and sank into the sofa.
During their encounter, he couldn’t take his eyes off Cecilia.
He thought he always preferred a woman who exhibited sensibility, even if she was a tad artificial, as long as she wasn’t intrusive and could respond to others’ cues.
Cecilia was definitely not his type, but… Perhaps it was because he hadn’t been with a woman for a long time…
Just as he was wallowing in a perturbed mood, his phone rang, with his mother on the line from Czanch.
Zoey was worried.
Mark had found Rena, so why hadn’t he brought her home yet?
After offering reassurance to Zoey, Mark smiled and said, “Rena is on a business trip in Heron. Once she’s done, she’ll come to Czanch to see you.”
Zoey brought up the topic of Mark’s marriage once more.
With an awkward smile, Mark replied, “Mom, marriage is a matter of fate. Do you want me to marry just anyone and bicker with you every day?”
Zoey snorted, “Don’t try to fool me. I know you too well.”