Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just

if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone

missed him very much, and

said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you,

know Edwin has been missing

when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me

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You know nothing.”

she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark

be heard coming from the

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