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Even though Mark had no desire to be with her, he still sought to pacify her, not wanting her to delve into his private life.
With a genial smile, he said, “We’re just friends!”
Cecilia knew he was trying to placate her, and he didn’t wish to cause a scene and make things difficult for everyone due to their family’s connections. Consequently, she composed herself and lowered her gaze, suggesting, “You go out first. I’ll wash my face.”
Mark felt a sense of injustice as well.
Cecilia was merely a young girl and he had resolved not to get involved with her.
But somehow, fate kept bringing them together.
Gently, he touched her head and said, “Listen to me. Wash your face and then join us for dinner.”
Silently, he left without making a fuss. Cecilia collected herself and followed suit, but her mood was tainted, leaving her with little appetite.
Rena observed her abnormal behavior with keen eyes.
She looked at Cecilia and then at her uncle, deep in thought.
After dinner, they bid farewell to each other.
Mark stood alongside Flora, the two appearing like a picture-perfect couple.
Cecilia got into her car.
Gripping the steering wheel, she slowly lowered her head. Since the day she broke up with Harold, she never thought she’d find herself crying for a man again.
She could sense that Mark had some feelings for her.
However, he treated her like a child, seemingly more inclined to spend time with women like Flora.
Was it because those women were more mature and understood him better?
Just then, the door of the Audi car in front opened and Peter got in alone, driving off.
Cecilia’s heart skipped a beat.
She speculated that Mark might have other social engagements, maybe at that exclusive club.
Would he bring Flora along as well? Would he hold her in his arms and kiss her in the bathroom like he did with her? Perhaps they would even be intimate?