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.

just given her was all he could manage

willing to go on, he longer had

and

she went to the kitchen and

she found that there

but the fridge was also

as she saw them, she quickly looked

him a glass of water

be bringing a

Just wait.

Mark took the glass from her, their fingers happened to

he

Cecilia nodded.

to

away, but at that moment, he felt his slender fingers tighten

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