Cecilia initially said nothing, but after a long pause, she choked out, "Mark, what are you doing? We've signed the divorce papers.

Edwin and I are starting a new Life.

Suddenly, she turned to face him, tears staining her cheeks.

“So, what's the point of trying to win me over with a candy now? Do you realize how much I hate you?"

She didn't regret loving Mark.

She hated him for letting go of the happiness they could have had after all these years.

She didn't regret everything she sacrificed for him because she truly loved him that much. Mark would remain unforgettable in her life, surpassing anyone else. And that was exactly why she hated him equally.

As she finished speaking, Cecilia's nose turned red.

But she was still beautiful even in tears.

Mark wanted to hold her and embrace the child in her belly, their own flesh and blood.

However, he restrained himself and whispered, "Don't cry, okay?"

But Cecilia couldn't control her emotions.

If it were possible, she would rather not see him at all.

Seeing him filled her with sorrow. It reminded her that she would never be with her beloved Mark again. It was only now that Cecilia realized how complicated a person's feelings of love and hatred could be.

She attempted to calm herself down.

Mark extended his hand, attempting to wipe away her tears.

She looked up at him, and eventually, he withdrew his hand.

He asked, “How have you been these days?"

Feeling embarrassed, Cecilia averted her gaze.

What was the point of asking such a question?