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

to go on,

and guided him onto

kitchen and boiled some water for

she found that there was

that, but the fridge was also full

she saw them,

of water

be bringing

Just wait.

the glass from her, their

when he comes?” he asked

Cecilia nodded.

to

of water, she tried pulling her hand away, but at that

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