Female NovelShe pushed him away and sneered.
“Mark, do you think I’m foolish?”
Everything he said was meant to console her.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
But deep down, he had already given up.
The two of them remained emotionally distant, despite being just a step away.
Mark stared at Cecilia, who regained her composure and said, “Mark, there’s too much going on between us. If you die, it won’t just be me who’s saddened. Think about Zoey and Rena. Think about who they can rely on. If you’re a man, you’ll keep on living. And I don’t owe you my affection. I won’t promise to be with you when you recover.
The only promise I can make is that our daughter will call you ‘Dad,’ and her last name will be Evans. We can discuss her first name after she’s born. So you better start thinking of a name now.”
This marked the first time Cecilia had been so assertive.
But then she grew apprehensive, fearing Mark’s reaction. She opened the door and fled after making her declaration.
Waylen and Peter, who were smoking by the door, immediately extinguished their cigarettes upon seeing Cecilia.
Both looked taken aback.
Peter smiled awkwardly and went inside, while Waylen grinned and said, “You were quite assertive. I didn’t see that coming.”
Cecilia blushed.
She mumbled, “I was just speaking out of turn.”
Feeling fragile, she leaned on her brother’s shoulder, overwhelmed by a profound sadness.
Waylen comforted her by patting her head and said, “It’s good that you spoke up. You need to express your feelings once in a while.
Rena also says things to put me in my place from time to time.”
Cecilia was about to respond when Rena approached and overheard their conversation. She had brought soup to Mark.
Rena glanced at Waylen.
Then she looked at Cecilia’s red eyes, assuming that Cecilia had learned the truth. Rena suggested to Waylen, “You should take Cecilia home first. You can arrange for the driver to pick me up later.”
Waylen had some business to attend to at the company and agreed with a nod.
Rena pushed the door open and entered the room.
Mark was seated on the sofa, and Peter was picking up the scattered documents. Peter advised, “Cecilia is still young. You should try to be more patient with her. You didn’t tell her about something so crucial. She must be upset now that she found out. She’s just venting her emotions. You love each other deeply. It’s just you haven’t handled this matter well.”
In a hushed tone, Mark asked, “Peter, do I still have a chance with her?”