That little girl was Paul's daughter? So, it meant...

As soon as Paul was mentioned, Cecilia recalled how Paul had died.

With eyes cast downwards, she uttered beneath her breath, “So is this you atoning for your sins? Tragically, one of your colleagues has died. But have you thought about me?"

Couldn't he take a look at all the sacrifices she had made in her youth and all the suffering she had endured? Were they all meaningless to him?

If he had truly cared about her, he wouldn't have anything to do with Cathy even if he hadn't driven her away.

The tasks Cathy was doing could've been assigned to someone else.

While Mark held Cathy's daughter in his arms, his own son could do nothing but watch as his father held another person's child.

Love was an inherently selfish emotion, and Cecilia didn't think she had it in her to be generous in this situation.

As the harsh white lights fell on them, she stared at him for a second before letting out a sigh.

"I don't care whether you're trying to atone for your sins or you're just making things right. But Mark, remember, I have no obligation to follow the suit and endure it."

A woman's youth was limited, a fact that Cecilia knew very well.

She had witnessed all the way Rena and Waylen had put through before they finally got together.

She had suffered a lot in her relationship with Mark. She thought it was time to put those suffering a stop.

Had this been in the past, she wouldn't have been able to look at

Mark when saying such threatening words.

But now, things were different. With an unwavering resolve, she stared straight into Mark's eyes and declared, "Postpone the wedding!

We'll talk about this once you're done with everything!"

Fearing that he might not understand, she further explained, "A normal marriage cannot accommodate three people, let alone four."

Although Cecilia didn't hate Cathy's little girl, she couldn't bring herself to like her due to the mere fact that she was Cathy's daughter.

As soon as Mark heard this, his expression turned serious.