Female NovelThe kidnappers had demanded the chip in Mark’s possession.
Fear had gripped her.
She had believed he would spare no effort to rescue her.
However, when she had heard his calm voice over the phone, he’d merely uttered, “Sorry, I do not know her.”
And then she had finally been saved…
She had anticipated his arrival, hoping she would still hold a place in his heart. But as she emerged from the dilapidated cottage, it was not his embrace that awaited her. Instead, she witnessed a picturesque tableau of him standing side by side with another woman.
It then dawned upon her that she was not the sole victim of abduction.
He claimed not to know her, showing no concern for her well-being, yet he had utilized the chip to save another woman.
She beheld him cradling that woman in his arms, his gaze filled with tenderness.
Only then did she realize that the woman was… one of his lovers.
In Czanch, numerous women worshipped Mark. And those women possessed a sensuality and sweetness surpassing her own.
She stood before him, her dignity in tatters…
She could barely bring herself to say anything.
He arranged for her accommodation, only entering her room late at night. The first words he uttered upon seeing her were, “Cecilia, let us put an end to our relationship.”
She raised her gaze, still filled with lingering questions…
Why?
Seated on the sofa, he had quietly observed her for a prolonged moment before stating, “We are not compatible.”
Tears had welled up in her eyes.
She did not try to make him stay.
She had wept, her voice filled with sorrow, as she softly uttered, “Alright. Farewell, Uncle Mark.”
That marked the final time she referred to him as Uncle Mark, as well as the last time she had laid eyes on him.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Mark couldn’t bear it any Longer.
He yearned to embrace the innocent girl who held affection for him, but she evaded his grasp and uttered in a restrained tone, “Tomorrow morning… I’ll be gone.”
Mark stood there, stunned, his gaze fixed upon her before eventually departing.