Cecilia listened to his words in complete silence.

But she didn't want to give him a response because she felt it was too late to talk about forgiveness or anything else.

As far as she was concerned, there was so much that could not be fixed anymore.

She pushed him away from her again and pulled up the quilt. It was clear that she was rejecting him.

Mark's heart ached when she did this. He put his hand under the quilt and tried to finish unbuttoning her shirt.

But Cecilia shouted at him angrily, "Mark!"

"You need to take your clothes off before you sleep," Mark pointed out.

His voice was very gentle, but she didn't want to listen to it anymore. She just wanted to go back to sleep.

Eventually, the next morning arrived.

Cecilia woke up with a headache.

She sat up on the bed and discovered that she was wearing a pure cotton nightgown. ALL of a sudden, the memories of the previous night rushed into her head.

Mark had come into her house.

The situation had quickly escalated into hot kisses and warm caresses.

Her body told her that they didn't really do more than that, but the thought of the kisses and touches alone made her uncomfortable.

At this point, she began to perceive the sweet aroma of food.

Cecilia promptly put on a coat and left the room.

But she couldn't see any sign of the nanny she had hired.

Mark was the one in the kitchen making breakfast. He looked fit and handsome for someone his age.

He had on a light blue shirt and a pair of black suit pants.

Just looking at him from behind made Cecilia feel good.