Chapter: 1821
As an observant woman, Zoey noticed that Cecilia had actually slept in the guest room.
Although Zoey knew Cecilia and Mark had a fight, the fact that
Cecilia chose to sleep in the guest room still made her worried.
Zoey didn't go to bed until Mark returned at two o'clock in the morning.
Peter was with Mark. After parking the car, the two of them came in.
The servant brought them some food, and after finishing a bowl, Peter left.
Zoey was holding a cross in her hand as she watched Mark smoke in front of her. His face was crumpled into a frown as though he was harboring a deep-seated grudge toward someone.
By this point, Zoey could no longer hold back her frustration.
"You're already a grown-up, and yet, you still can't tell what's right from wrong!" she scolded him.
"Do you remember how much you have sacrificed to be where you are now? Yes, Paul died, but were you the one who killed him? If it weren't for Cathy, Paul and his wife wouldn't have died. And after that, she dared to come to you with Paul's child and beg for mercy. What a shameless woman!
Cecilia had suffered a lot because of you throughout the years. Don't you think she deserves to stand by your side at that moment? No woman on earth could tolerate what Cecilia had seen today! If you couldn't make things right and treat her well, you might as well not come back. I don't want to see your face ever again!"
Zoey expressed her thoughts earnestly.
With a cigarette lodged between his fingers, Mark slowly puffed out smoke rings in the air.
With a bitter smile, he replied, "I didn't mean that!"
In response, Zoey scoffed.
“You are supposed to treat Cecilia well.
She was born into a wealthy family. She's been very considerate of you! Think about it. Do you think any other pretty girl would have waited for you like Cecilia did for so many years?"
A somber silence fell over Mark.
He took another long drag of his cigarette before he stood up and walked into his room.
Then, he pushed open the door. He thought Cecilia would be there, but she wasn't.