Releasing Edwin's hand, Cecilia approached the ward window and whispered, “Edwin will recover in three days, and then I'll bring him back to Duefron."

Mark's heart felt a subtle squeeze.

He approached her slowly and gently grasped her slender shoulder from behind.

“What are you implying?"

Cecilia smiled faintly and remarked, "Mark, perhaps I've been overly optimistic. It's become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life, taking a backseat to your career."