“What’s there to talk about?”
Her voice sounded flat.
Mark murmured, “I’m trying to convince Cathy to let the Thomas family raise the child. After that…”
Cecilia offered a subtle smile.
She glanced down, speaking with sorrow.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Mark, can’t you understand her intentions? She wants you. How could she possibly hand over the child to someone else? Sure, you have to try to convince her, but why must I be the one to wait for you to sort things out? Cathy will always find new excuses. There won’t be an end. The child needs education. The child falls ill. The child feels unhappy. One call to you and you’re summoned up to her side.”
Mark was lost in thought.
Cecilia gently turned away, her voice even softer, “I’m not interested in talking about this. What I want is the end of this whole thing.”
Mark’s gaze fell on her hopeless expression.
Deliberately, he uttered while holding her hand, “I won’t see that child anymore once she’s discharged from the hospital.”
But such a vow wouldn’t bring Cecilia joy.
She pulled her hand away, reaching for her phone to dial her agent.
Just yesterday, she had vowed not to postpone her work. She had pleaded relentlessly with her agent until she was granted permission to visit Czanch. However, now she found herself unable to keep that promise.
Cecilia whispered while holding her phone.
Her manner was exceedingly humble and courteous.
Mark stood at the doorway, watching her in silence. Strands of her hair framed her pale face, and her shirt dress was in disarray, untouched in her haste.
After ending the call, Cecilia faced Mark again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis gaze had grown profound.
Cecilia sidestepped him, but his hand darted out, clasping hers.
There was a noticeable difference in strength between men and women.
When Mark pulled her, she was compelled to lean into his embrace, burying her face in his shoulder.
His scent, tinged with a trace of perfume, enveloped her.
Cecilia speculated that it might be due to his contact with Cathy.
The scent was unmistakable, prompting Cecilia to murmur, “Let me go.