At the mention of this, Cecilia’s eyes turned red.

She took a deep breath and said in a low, almost inaudible voice, “Mark, don’t say such ambiguous words. What you have with other women is none of my business. That’s your business and yours alone. How many times do you want me to tell you that I just want a new life?”

“I know. I won’t say it again.” Despite the rejection, Mark’s tone remained gentle.

Cecilia, on the other hand, was already exhausted of the whole thing.

Whenever she had to deal with Mark, she felt like she was always at the brink of losing her temper. Even though he would only say a few words, that was already enough for her to get agitated.

It shouldn’t be like this. At least, she and Mark shouldn’t be like this now.

She pursed her lips and remained quiet. She didn’t want to say anything more.

traffic lights had already turned green, so she didn’t have to remain frozen in embarrassment any Longer. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

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still worried about his daughter. He didn’t have the mental space right now to worry

two of them arrived at the Fowler residence in

the luxurious hall, Korbyn, who was still in his pajamas, held his beloved granddaughter and

Mark, he was

hand, was holding the feeding bottle. Her arms were

the child to Mark. Then, he put

are out there having fun, your child has a fever at home! She’s been

to take

arms as he pressed his forehead against Olivia’s and kissed her, not paying any heed to what

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