Cecilia broke down in tears…
She wished for him to stop speaking…
Pushing him away, she prevented him from continuing his advances. Yet, Mark retrieved a box of condoms from the bedside drawer, as if determined to take things to the end.
Unable to bear it any longer, she slapped him across the face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter the stinging slap, she buried her face in the quilt and sobbed bitterly.
Mark’s face flushed with embarrassment. He lay there despondently, covering his eyes with his palm…
In the soft embrace of the bedsheet, Cecilia’s graceful figure remained concealed, adorned with marks left by Mark just moments ago.
Tears welled in Cecilia’s eyes, flowing down her cheeks.
Her emotions were a blend of sorrow and fear, intertwining within her troubled heart.
After a prolonged silence, Mark shielded his swollen eyes and spoke up in hushed tones.
“Leave after lunch. Don’t return here. Listen, Cecilia, | no longer desire you.”
With each passing moment, her sobs grew fainter, the pain numbing her spirit.
In that posture, she remained there for an extended period, slowly curling up once again.
She had no appetite, feeling too embarrassed to face anyone outside in such a situation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEventually, she mustered the strength to sit up and started dressing herself.
Though her hands trembled, she diligently put on her clothes, gradually getting out of bed.
Mark also rose from the bed.
Gently touching her elbow, he said with a hoarse voice, “Go have your lunch. Afterward, I’ll arrange a car to take you to the airport.”
In the next moment, she slapped his hand away.
Softly, Cecilia replied, “I’m fine. | can manage on my own.”
Mark’s hand froze in mid-air, hesitating for some time before finally lowering it. He wanted to say more but restrained himself.
It was for the best that she decided to leave.