NovelBarUpon hearing this, Cecilia, who was in the living room, gritted her teeth.
She was convinced that Mark was doing this on purpose!
He knew very well that Cathy and she weren’t on good terms, and yet, he still asked her to walk Peter out despite Cathy’s presence.
But since Mark had made the request, she couldn’t bring herself to say no.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBesides, she didn’t want to be deemed as a coward.
After taking a deep breath, Cecilia ran out with the ointment in her hand.
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She still had some ointment on her mouth, which made her look somewhat crude and unsophisticated.
As Cathy observed Cecilia, a strange feeling tugged at her heart. She knew Mark like the back of her hand. He was a perfectionist. Cathy guessed Mark wouldn’t be able to stand Cecilia’s indecency and would be embarrassed.
Just as Cathy had anticipated, Mark’s expression crumpled into a frown as soon as he saw Cecilia.
He grabbed Cecilia by the arm and pulled her closer. Noticing her injured mouth, he asked her, “What’s going on?”
They were standing so close that she could see the bite marks she had left on his neck last night. When she saw this, memories of their passion the previous night flashed before her eyes, making her cheeks blush.
“I burned myself while I was eating turkey,” she said in hushed tones.
Her mind raced as she racked her brain for a more sensible explanation that would make her look less like a fool.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“The roasted turkey that Zoey cooked was really delicious.”
With eyes still squinted, Mark took the ointment from Cecilia’s hand and applied it to her mouth using his fingers.
“You little foodie. You keep making excuses for yourself,” he scolded her. “You can’t even apply the ointment properly! You’re just like a child.”
Although he was scolding her, a tenderness in his eyes translated to how gently he applied the ointment to her mouth.
Despite his words, Cecilia knew he cared about her.
At this moment, she was so captivated by Mark’s tenderness that she had totally forgotten about Cathy’s presence. She placed her hand in his trouser pocket and acted like a spoiled child.
Mark felt her touch and shot her a glance. “What are you doing? You little rascal.”
Cecilia flashed a coy smile.
Behind them, Cathy watched in a daze. She was frozen in place, as though her body had been plunged into the depths of an icy cave.
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