Chapter 1789

When they were gone, Waylen walked in and closed the door behind him.

Then he took a seat across from Mark.

Mark sighed and asked him, “Do you happen to have any cigarettes on you?”

Waylen hesitated for a moment.

Then without a word, he reached into his pocket and brought out a cigarette pack, pulled out a stick and gave it to Mark.

The last time Mark smoked was nearly six months ago.

His hands trembled as he lit the cigarette.

After taking his first drag, he looked at Waylen and asked, “The test result is not looking very good, is it?”

say

impossible to fathom anything from

was enough for Mark to conclude that the result

on his cigarette, and then stubbed

him, he said in a hoarse voice, “Waylen, since I

bear

with Cecilia, Edwin and his unborn child

just couldn’t allow himself to die and

die,” Waylen calmly

was because Mark hadn’t paid Cecilia what he owed

or not they could be together, the children were his

mean he had finished

Waylen was no sentimentalist.

had come to tell him, he simply

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