Female NovelThere stood Mark, right in front of her.
He was dressed in a white shirt, black suit pants and a navy blue windbreaker.
At first glance, he appeared gentle and elegant but only she knew the cruel and maniacal side of this man, especially in private moments—transforming into someone entirely different…
In amoment of profound silence, their eyes met, rendering them unable to speak.
Little did Cecilia expect to encounter Mark in the hospital.
The sight of the hospital scene triggered memories of the first time they made love, which also happened in this very place.
Inebriated, he had ardently pressed her against the sofa and their passion ignited.
Evidently, Mark too was immersed in the memories of the past.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
He had always been cautious with his words and actions, carefully considering the consequences before acting.
But now, the implications of his relationship with Cecilia eluded him. Being enticed by a woman sixteen years his junior was perhaps the craziest thing he had ever done.
It wasn’t merely because of her youth and beauty.
Mark had encountered numerous stunning women, many even more attractive and alluring than her, who possessed sensibility and thoughtfulness.
However, there was something about her, how she affectionately called him “Uncle Mark” like a kitten, that captivated him. ?
Her consistent use of that endearing term had him hooked.
After a prolonged moment, Mark inquired, “Are you here to visit Lexi?”
After a moment of contemplation, Cecilia replied, “Yes, she’s much better now. They might discharge her from the hospital tomorrow.”
Mark was about to say something but, just then, Peter emerged from the elevator, visibly surprised to see Cecilia. As a senior figure in the workplace, he swiftly regained his composure and greeted her with a smile, “Miss Fowler.”
Cecilia acknowledged Peter with a nod and turned to Mark. “I’ll leave if there’s nothing else.”
However, Mark grasped her hand firmly, urging her to stay, “Wait a minute.”
Peter discreetly averted his gaze.
Cecilia attempted to free her hand from Mark’s grip but his strength held her captive.
“Let’s talk,” Mark said in a hushed tone.