Female NovelMark’s complexion lost its color.
He grasped Cecilia’s intent. She was ready to give up their relationship.
He gazed at Cecilia and whispered, “Cecilia, I understand how you feel. Just grant me a little time, will you? It was I who suggested Paul for that project. And Laura, she’s the sole heir to the Thomas family.”
Cecilia averted her gaze, choosing to stare outside the window instead.
In a gentle murmur, she expressed, “Mark, all I desire is a peaceful existence. It doesn’t matter to me whether you’re a man of high position. The most important thing is that you can live with me and Edwin without being disturbed by others.”
The air crackled with tension.
Cecilia’s heart was heavy with disillusionment, yet abandoning their relationship built over the years wasn’t as easy as pie.
Exhaustion was evident in Cecilia as she slumped into the couch.
She whispered, “It’s getting late. Let me show you to the guest room.”
Mark, however, picked her up and strode toward the bed.
She thumped him on the shoulder and asked, “Mark, what are you doing?”Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
He settled her beneath the blankets and ran his hands along her body to her cold feet. He sought to warm them with his palms… Her eyes remained red as she continued to gaze at him intently.
Bowling his head, Mark announced, “I’m staying here tonight.”
Cecilia turned away, retorting, “You ought to rest in the guest room.”
Without a word, Mark turned around and headed for the bathroom.
He found one of his bathrobes and slipped into it as soon as he stepped out of the shower.
He rested on the bed while Cecilia turned away from him. He tenderly embraced her from behind.
Cecilia’s body tensed up a bit.
She breathed out a soft plea, “Don’t touch me.”
Mark gently pressed his lips against behind her ear, remaining silent.
He wished she’d grasp his unspoken words, though he realized his expectations might be unfair.
Years had passed with him offering her too little.
He remained quiet.