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How did she end up here?
Blushing a little, Cecilia felt confused.
Last night, Mark said that he wasn’t suitable for a little girl like her. Who wanted to be with him anyway? She was being nice to him just because he was Rena’s uncle.
And maybe a little bit because he was handsome.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA few moments later, a black Audi slowly drove out of the building. She recognized the license plate.
It was Mark’s car.
Cecilia squinted, shifted gears, and followed Mark’s car, keeping a safe distance.
In the Audi.
Peter looked at the rearview mirror and said, “Miss Fowler’s car is behind us.”
Mark was just closing his eyes to rest them.
Hearing this, he opened his eyes and replied, “Don’t mind her.”
About an hour later, the Audi pulled over in a cemetery.
Mark was just here two days ago. But today was the anniversary of Darren’s death, so Mark came to honor Darren. Mark was deeply grateful to Darren, who not only took Reina in and took good care of her but also treated Rena like his own daughter.
Mark brought good wine for Darren and a bunch of lilies for Reina.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was a hot day.
Mark stood still despite the fact that he was sweating bullets under his white shirt.
Peter held an umbrella over Mark and accompanied him silently.
Cecilia followed them all the way, but she made sure that she wasn’t seen. A little tired of her high-heeled shoes, she decided to take them off and crouched in the bushes like a creepy stalker.
She had never seen a man so sad.
Mark didn’t shed a tear, but he exuded a sorrowful aura that Cecilia could sense from where she was huddling.
After a long time, Mark suddenly asked loudly, “Why are you hiding? Come over here.”
Was he calling her?