NovelBarBut Mark gently interjected, “Let her go.”
Mark believed that Cecilia didn’t want to reveal her vulnerable side to others and needed a place to hide and cry.
After all these years, she was still a fragile young woman.
But he was no longer the same Mr. Evans from the past.
Cecilia left the hospital, her mind preoccupied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe didn’t even undergo an ultrasound, and she remained silent, failing to respond to the driver’s inquiries.
Finally, she muttered, “Take me to Gamous Road.”
The driver was familiar with the area, knowing it was home to many wealthy people’s lovers, with chic and romantic mansions.
Along the way, he tried to engage Cecilia in conversation, sharing stories of the upper class to win her favor.
Cecilia turned her face away slightly and asked, “Can you believe I stayed there for six months?”
The driver chuckled nervously and replied, “Of course not. In Duefron, no one would dare to do such a thing.”
The driver then fell silent, thinking of a particular person: Mark Evans.
Yes, Mark had the means to keep such matters discreet.
The driver was infuriated.
Cecilia was lost in thought.
“I want to visit there again”
The driver drove for half an hour, and Cecilia asked him to return to pick her up in the afternoon.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe rummaged in her bag and found a key she had kept with her all along.
It was evident she had never truly moved on from Mark.
Upon opening the door, Cecilia was greeted by the scent of Jo Malone Wild Bluebell, her favorite perfume. She hadn’t expected that fragrance to still Linger there.
Could it be that Mark had been coming back here?
It was tidy inside, with fresh dew on a plate of fruits, showing that someone was living there.
Cecilia walked to the kitchen, finding her preferred snacks and milk in the fridge, as if someone had prepared them for her.
Tears welled in her eyes.
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