Chapter 1997

A faint flush tinged her cheeks.

She had never uttered such words before, and a sense of embarrassment washed over her.

Putting the phone aside, Cecilia pushed the matter from her mind.

She made her way back to the hospital room.

Mark, clad in a white hospital gown, regarded her with a slight tilt of his head.

She approached the table and began peeling an apple.

After a moment, she spoke up softly.

“Mark, you don’t have to do this.

I want to,” he

to see

apple and murmured, “Who else could mistreat me more

a hobby for

It’s not that significant.

recognized that Cecilia wasn’t

to stay with the two children more instead of

and it was evident she had developed a liking for

to press the matter

refrained from broaching the topic again; she didn’t want to impose

it in

called Cecilia again, she chose not

more days

rounds, someone appeared at

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