NovelBarConfused, Cecilia rose slowly, walked over, and called Mark “Uncle Mark’ in a low voice. Mark reached out, took her arm, and pulled her to his side.
Standing by Mark’s side, Cecilia realized how tall he was.
Without her high-heeled shoes, she was 5.5 ft tall, and she stood up to Mark’s ear. That should make him around 6 ft tall.
Mark touched the photo on the tombstone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn the photo, Reina was still young. She had a pretty, magnetic smile.
Beaming, Mark said, “Darren, Reina, this is Cecilia, the spoiled brat of the Fowler family and Waylen’s little sister. If you two had been alive today, you would’ve seen Rena build her own family. Don’t worry. | will watch Rena like a hawk and keep an eye on the guys that she dates.”
Then, he turned to Cecilia and told her, “Say hello to Rena’s parents.”
A bit nervous, Cecilia stuttered for a few moments. After a while, she finally blurted out,
“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Gordon. | didn’t mean to bother you. My brother will be good to Rena, and if he doesn’t treat Rena well, then our father will beat the hell out of him, you can be assured of that.”
Hearing this, Mark couldn’t help chuckling.
His gloomy mood suddenly turned bright.
Cecilia turned to look at Mark and asked under her breath, “Uncle Mark, are you okay now with Rena and Waylen getting together?”
Mark started walking away and retorted, “Did I say that?”
“Yes, you did. You can’t deny it.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCecilia followed Mark. She grabbed onto his arm and shook it lightly. ©
Mark Looked down at Cecilia’s hands.
But Cecilia failed to notice this. She just held him and walked out of the cemetery.
Peter was quietly following behind Mark, holding an umbrella up for him. The former had fallen into deep thought. last night, Mark had remarked that Flora was “boring”. Perhaps Flora wasn’t actually boring, but that Mark had found someone better, so others paled in comparison.
On their way back, Mark asked the driver to take Cecilia’s car home. sitting next to Mark in the backseat, Cecilia talked a lot, as though she was unfazed by what had happened the previous night.
Peter who was driving the car, smiled. It’s rare to see Mr. Evans so patient. He thought to himself.
On their way, Mark answered a private phone call from his college classmate in Duefron. It turned out that there was a party this afternoon, and his old classmate was inviting him.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Mark suddenly glanced at Cecilia.
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