Female NovelChapter 1966 Edwin seemed to have developed a psychological defense against Mark.
Edwin cared about Mark.
But he would no longer open his heart to him easily.
Mark was disappointed, but at this point, he could only swallow his bitterness and endure the cold shoulder Edwin was giving him. His kindness to Edwin didn’t seem to have any effect anymore.
For the whole weekend, Edwin didn't take the initiative to speak to Mark.
Then, it was Monday night.
Standing alone in front of the French window of his office, Mark thought about Edwin and Cecilia.
For over a week, Mark had very Little contact with Cecilia.
Mark wasn't a dense man. He could feel Cecilia's coldness toward him, which really wasn’t born out of dislike. It was just that they'd been having too many problems in Life.
He didn’t know how to make things up to her, and she didn’t know how to get over her disappointment.
Zoey said that Mark was too smooth.
He thought for a while and found that she was right.
In the sultry summer, there were many thunderstorms.
Outside, lightning flashed and thunder clapped, and the entire city was set alight on and off for a heartbeat.
The night seemed to be as lively as the day.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Rain poured down endlessly.
Looking at the dark sky, Mark decided to spend the night in his office instead of taking the risky drive home.
While millions of things were racing in his mind, his phone rang.
His phone screen showed Cecilia's landline number.
Mark answered the phone in a hurry.
The servant on the other end of the line said in a panicked tone, “Mr. Evans, are you in Duefron? Edwin and Olivia are here in Miss Fowler's Tees weather, I can't get a doctor to come and check on him. Can you help? I can't get through to the Fowler villa as well. They might not be getting a signal.” Clenching his fists, Mark said immediately, “I'll be right there.” The servant said nervously, “Please drive carefully, sir. It's raining cats and dogs.”