Hearing this, Mark slightly opened his eyes.

Cecilia then helped him take off his coat.

She searched his coat pockets for the medicine bottle. Instead, what she found were a few candies, which were her favorites.

She stared at them for a long time as a million thoughts began racing in her mind.

Meanwhile, Mark felt as though the world around him was spinning.

He gave her hand a slight squeeze as he lethargically looked up at her.

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that Cecilia was a mature woman, Mark still treated her as

her answer. Although his mind was only half-lucid, he still stubbornly held on to her hand. It was as though he was afraid that the moment he let go, all the warmth that he had worked so hard to build would dissipate into thin

light around them was

chandelier herself-one produced in Ypsila and worth two million

because of its shiny and

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it would look nice at

same

eyes and stared at him in silence. No matter how hard she tried,

while, Peter arrived with

the door, she

the awkwardness first by

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