Female NovelMeanwhile, Peter hurried back to the hospital, where Mark awaited his surgery.
Peter passed the agreement to Mark, who was propped against the head of his hospital bed. He gazed at Cecilia’s signature for an extended period, and a faint smile slowly graced his parched Lips.
He said, “She comes from a wealthy family and is beautiful. It’s not too late for her to find someone else in her early thirties.”
Upon hearing Mark’s words, Peter was overcome with emotion, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Lina, wiping the sweat from Mark’s forehead with a towel, was also in tears. She said, “Mrs. Evans will be here soon. You have to come out of the operating table well, or she will be sad.”
Mark replied with a reassuring smile, “Of course.”
Peter asked once more, “Should I inform Rena and Waylen?”?
Mark shook his head, declining to involve them further in the situation.
Rena was still residing with the Fowler family. Mark didn’t want to burden her with the complications of his situation. Moreover, at that moment, his most profound longing was for Cecilia and Edwin, but regrettably, he couldn’t see them.
All he had before him was the divorce agreement.
Mark closed his eyes slightly and said to the doctor, “I’m ready for the surgery.”
The operation lasted eight hours, and half of his stomach was removed.
Fortunately, it was a success.
However, he still needed to be vigilant about his health.
Upon waking up in his hospital room, Mark saw Zoey sitting at the edge of his bed, looking utterly distraught.
To his surprise, Rena was also present.
Also, Waylen stood by the door.
Despite his weakness, Mark turned his face and gently touched Zoey’s hands. Zoey, a mix of anger and distress, wiped her eyes and quietly scolded him, “You should have at least informed Cecilia.”
Wasn’t he concerned that he might not survive the surgery?
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With a faint smile, Mark replied in a hushed tone, “Isn’t she already angry with me? I didn’t want to add to her anxieties.”
Zoey hesitated and asked, “Did you really sign the divorce agreement?”
Mark remained silent but fixed his gaze on Zoey.
Zoey held her son’s hand with her wrinkled ones and couldn’t find it in her heart to blame him any longer.