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.

given her was all he could manage for

go

his wrist and guided him onto

she went to the kitchen and

that there was already

that, but the fridge was also full of her favorite

saw them, she quickly

poured him a glass of

bringing

Just wait.

glass from her, their fingers happened

leave when he comes?”

Cecilia nodded.

to go

tried pulling her hand away, but at that moment, he felt his

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