NovelAppEventually, they found solace in a tranquil teahouse. Peter secured a private room and stood guard outside dutifully.
Inside the secluded chamber, Mark personally served tea, setting aside his usual reliance on others, displaying his passion for the art of tea-making
He placed a cup before Cecilia, urging her to taste it.
Cecilia demurred, saying, “I’m not fond of tea.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMark’s indulgent smile graced his face as he gently said, “Ah, | forgot that you prefer milk tea and fried chicken…”
Cecilia observed him quietly.
He was just as gentle and refined as she remembered.
Once upon atime, she had reveled in his presence but now she wanted to avoid dwelling on such memories.
She coolly questioned, “Mr. Evans, is that the only reason you brought me here?”
Undeterred, Mark went to the mini-fridge, fetched a drink for her and offered it.
However, Cecilia declined.
He thoughtfully placed a straw in the drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve been faring these past two years.”
At that moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a beat.
With a subtle lift of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing remarkably well, experiencing life.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer words seemed light but Mark sensed the complexity beneath them.
Having grown up as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills or training.
He still wanted to inquire further but Cecilia offered a smile and asked, “Mr. Evans, what would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed | was and then confess why | kept my pregnancy a secret from you? Or why | chose not to have an abortion?”
Mark’s complexion paled.
Yet, he managed to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk such childish nonsense.”
Cecilia lowered her gaze and said, “Childish? You’ve always treated me like a child, haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship with me? Were you simply bored with your bunch of girlfriends and sought something new?”
With great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions in check.
“Look at all the differences between us. You enjoy tea and chess, while | prefer fast food and | even enjoy nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right for each other, and | didn’t push you further. | heeded your words and left our past behind. So, what do you want now?”
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