Chapter 1840

Mark stared at Cecilia as the tears falling from her eyes.

They had been involved for so many years that he knew exactly what she was thinking.

Not to mention, she was also much younger than him.

She loved him, but at the same time, she also hated him.

This conflicting feeling of love and hate was the bane of her existence, torturing her to no end.

Mark caressed Cecilia’s face and traced the outline of her jaw with his fingertips.

He leaned closer to her ear and, in a gentle voice, he whispered, “Cecilia, don’t cry.

He didn’t force her.

When he lowered his hand, he closed his eyes as a wave of discomfort began to engulf him.

He wasn’t pretending.

passionate ki*s that he had just given her was all he could manage for

she was willing to go on, he longer

wrist and guided him onto the

to the kitchen

surprise, she found that there

but the fridge was also

saw them, she quickly looked

then poured him a glass of water and said, “Here, drink

bringing a

Just wait.

the glass from her,

when he comes?” he asked

Cecilia nodded.

have to go

holding the glass of water, she tried pulling her hand away, but

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