Chapter: 1813
As soon as Peter heard this, he felt a lump form in his throat.

After a long pause, he said in hushed tones, "I think Mr. Evans is currently dealing with something. How about I send a car to drive you and Edwin toward the Evans' house? Once he's done with work, he will rush back to see you."

Cecilia didn't sense something was amiss and just let it pass.

She wanted to see Mark now and was about to reply, but his call with Peter was cut off due to the poor signal.

So instead, she asked the staff directly and found out where Mark was.

Edwin was worried that his mother might be growing tired. So, he wriggled his way out of her arms and held her hand instead.

Seeing this, Cecilia smiled. She was happy to see Edwin growing up.

When she walked to the front of the stands, a huge grin was plastered across her face. However, the moment she saw the love of her life standing on the stage, her jaw slacked.

Mark was there.

But he wasn't alone.

In his arms was a pretty little girl. From the looks of it, they seemed to be very close. Standing beside him was someone Cecilia recognized immediately. Had it been anyone else, she would've been fine with it.

However, it was Cathy!

At that moment, the little girl was ensconced in Mark's arms, showering his face with kisses.

Mark gazed up at the night sky before whispering something to Cathy.

As he did, there was a certain tenderness in his eyes that was unmistakable.

Over the years, the relationship between Cecilia and Mark had been tumultuous to say the least.

During that course, she had experienced numerous moments of despair and sadness.

However, this was the moment that she felt truly most uncomfortable.

The little girl in Mark's arms must be Cathy's baby.

Mark stood there with Cathy while carrying their baby. From where Cecilia stood, they looked like a family of three.

At such a crucial moment in his life, Mark chose Cathy to stand by his side.

ALL this time, she thought Cathy had been transferred to the company in Tashkao.

Cecilia was at a loss for words. She was so stunned that she couldn't even bring herself to question Mark about it. When Edwin raised his head to look at Cecilia, he saw her crying.

Children were often more perceptive than adults.

Edwin hardened his face and tried to be strong for Cecilia. He tugged at her sleeve and comforted her, “Mommy, don't cry."

Coincidently, at this moment, Mark's eyes shifted toward the audience.

There, he saw Cecilia, with tears streaming down her face.
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