Female NovelThe pillow carried a lingering trace of her fragrance, making it perplexing for Mark to find sleep. He opted to rise and settle on the sofa, accompanied by a cigarette.
With the phone clutched in his hand, Mark mused that if Cecilia were to call, he would undoubtedly answer, content just to hear her voice, even if he couldn’t find the words to say.
Yet, as the night wore on, the ashtray filled up and her call never came.
Inevitably, Mark accepted that their relationship had reached its end.
Considering Cecilia’s privileged background, being the daughter of a wealthy family, why would she persist in pursuing him?
At the break of dawn, Peter’s concern for Mark grew, and he entered the apartment by pushing the door open.
The pervasive smoke inside the house instantly overwhelmed Peter, leading him to reproach, “Mr. Evans, you should take care of yourself. Smoking so excessively isn’t good for your health.”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Gazing at Peter, Mark extinguished the cigarette and slowly sank into the sofa.
After a prolonged silence, Mark spoke up in a measured tone. “I need you to handle something for me.”
Mark knew that Cecilia lacked nothing, having been together for several months.
Nevertheless, he desired to bestow her with a gift. He never envisioned getting another girlfriend after their breakup and material possessions held little meaning to him.
Mark placed his order deliberately.
Peter was taken aback by the gravity of Mark’s love affair. The gift Mark intended for Cecilia surpassed the value of what most husbands would offer their wives in a divorce settlement.
Mark was practically giving away his entire personal fortune to Cecilia.
Without any objections, Peter promptly set out to fulfill Mark’s request.
The following day, Peter arranged to meet Cecilia at a charming coffee shop.
Peter arrived promptly wearing a dark brown suit. He played with his cigarette lighter as he sat waiting for Cecilia with a thick stack of documents laid out in front of him.
After fifteen minutes had elapsed, Cecilia appeared and stopped in front of him.
“Do you have any messages he wishes for you to deliver to me?” she inquired.
Upon hearing her voice, Peter glanced up and was taken aback.
Though it had only been slightly over a month, Cecilia’s appearance had significantly altered; she had lost a considerable amount of weight and looked weary.
Reacting swiftly, Peter rose from his seat and courteously pulled out a chair for Cecilia, attempting to speak in a composed and soothing manner. However, when she noticed the stack of documents, she directly inquired, “Is this his compensation for me?”