As soon as Mark saw the child, his jaw fell to the floor.

Peter was certain that nothing inappropriate was happening between

Mark and Cathy.

Then, Cathy clarified and explained that the child belonged to Paul.

"Mark, had you not been in love with Cecilia and canceled the task, Paul and his wife wouldn't have died!" she shouted at him.

"You're indirectly responsible for their deaths! Don't bother to know how this child came to be. All you need to know is that she's my child and Paul's."

At that moment, Mark was clenching his fists so hard his nails had dug into his palms. He wanted to strangle Cathy so badly!

How could she do such a thing? How could she use a child, a Living person, as a tool to guilt-trip him?

Peter was aware of all this, and just thinking about it was enough to make him seethe in anger.

With sharp eyes filled with disdain, Peter uttered, “Even if Mr. Evans allows you to stay in Czanch because of this child, that doesn't change anything! He doesn't love you. Whatever you do, nothing is going to change that fact."

Hearing this, Cathy's countenance darkened.

Meanwhile, Mark managed to catch up with Cecilia at the airport.

It was already late at night, and Cecilia was quietly sitting in the departure lounge. Edwin had fallen asleep on Cecilia's lap. From the looks of his face, he seemed exhausted. Under the light, Cecilia's eyelashes appeared wet, indicating that she had cried.

Looking at Cecilia from a distance, Mark felt a lump in his throat.

He began slowly approaching them and gently called out Cecilia's name.

As soon as Cecilia heard his voice, her body tensed.

Even without looking back, she could tell that he was coming closer based on the sound of his footsteps.

However, at this point, she no longer wanted to see him. She already knew that he was here to win her back and explain the situation to her. But to her, the truth was plain for her to see. Nothing needed to be explained.

She pursed her lips and crossed her arms, not wanting to make a scene in public.

The more Cecilia didn't talk, the more uneasy Mark felt.