He sat down beside her and brushed a lock of Edwin's hair away from his eyes.

"Why did you come here without telling me in advance?" he asked, his voice sounding gentle and hoarse.

Cecilia remained quiet and didn't utter a single word.

The two of them were locked in a terrible stalemate.

Mark looked into her eyes and emphasized, "That child is not mine!"

Deep in her heart, Cecilia felt disappointed when she heard that.

Was their relationship so weak that he needed to explain this?

Shouldn't he be explaining why he was standing next to Cathy, the woman who had hurt her so deeply?

Back then, they broke up, and Mark still had Cathy working for him.

Cecilia knew she was in no position to have a say on that.

However, now that they had reconciled, Cathy, who should've already been gone, still remained by his side.

When Cecilia was far away in Duefron, Mark and Cathy were standing side by side on the stage and looked like a perfect match.

If this were in the past, Cecilia would've just left and never looked back.

But now, she had Edwin, and the two of them were already engaged.

Things were much more complicated.

Because of this, it left a bitter taste in Cecilia's mouth.

Mark, thinking that he understood why she was angry, carefully approached Cecilia and decided to lay all his cards on the table.

"That Little girl belongs to Paul and Cathy. You still remember Paul, right? Cecilia, that child is currently in primary school, and she lives in Czanch."

Mark couldn't bring himself to send Paul's daughter away from her hometown, all because of his gratitude and guilt.

Once he was done explaining, Cecilia shivered slightly as she thought about something.