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Observing her rush to the second floor, Mark inquired of Peter, “Is the elevator not available here?”

Peter responded softly, “The elevator is for guests. The staff usually can’t use it.”

Mark nodded.

Yet, as he watched the woman, he couldn’t help but think of his little girl. He didn’t know where she was at that moment, so he couldn’t resist calling her.

On the theater’s second floor.

Startled by the sudden ring of her phone, the woman carrying the documents dropped her things to the ground.

Witnessing this, the labor contractor began to hurl curses.

Cecilia whispered an apology and hid in the bathroom to answer the phone. From the other end, she heard Mark asking her, “Are you still travelling around? Do you have a good time?”

Her hand covered her mouth as she slowly slid down the wall, nodding vigorously, “Yes, I have a good time.”

After a prolonged silence, Mark’s voice softened as he replied, “That’s for the best! It proves. that breaking up was the right decision.”

She closed her eyes, silently agreeing with him.

Slowly, Mark hung up the phone. Simultaneously, the device slipped from Cecilia’s limp hand. Alone in the bathroom, she cried for an extended period.

In the adjacent bathroom, Mark washed his hands quietly.

Merely a wall now separated them.

The memories felt like sharp needles, piercing Mark’s heart.

Although Cecilia returned to her family two years later, the bitterness she had endured still haunted her dreams.

On the journey back home, Cecilia remained silent.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Peter attempted to alleviate the tension in the air but he couldn’t find the right words.

The car came to a stop in front of the Fowler family’s house. Waiting eagerly for her return, the family members gathered around as soon as they saw Cecilia.

Edwin, with his soft skin and short brown hair inherited from Mark, hugged her and called her ‘mommy’ softly.

Cecilia embraced her son tightly.

Feeling a comforting pat on her shoulder, Cecilia turned around to see Waylen and Rena.

Her elder brother reassured her gently, “Don’t cry. I’ll always take care of you.”

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