Then he asked her, “What can I rest easy about?"

But Cecilia was already feeling bored. She put down her cutlery and said, "I want to go home now."

But Mark quickly held her hand. Even though he was slim, he was still a very strong man.

“Please eat some more. Remember that you're not eating for yourself alone. You're pregnant. You need to eat more for the baby's sake,” he begged her.

Cecilia didn't want to argue, so she just sat back down and resumed eating in silence.

As she ate, Mark dished more food into her plate from time to time.

“What are your plans for the future?" he suddenly asked her in a casual tone.

Plans? For the future?

Cecilia toyed with her fork for a moment, and then she broke into a faint smile and replied truthfully, "I will give birth to the baby, and maybe I'll get married if I find the right man. Though it's not a necessity for me to get married, not to mention the fact that it's not easy for a divorced woman with two kids to find Mr. Right nowadays, I just want my children to have a normal and happy family."

Mark's heart ached as he listened to her.

If he were in good health, he wouldn't have asked her such a question.

Henever would have let her go.

However, his condition was complicated, and even though he was eager to be with her, he wouldn't dare make any promises to her that would give her false hope.

So he simply nodded at her with a smile on his face.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Find a man that comes from a family that is on the same level as yours. Even if he's not very good-looking, he must be very nice to you and the children."

Cecilia nodded in agreement. But there were tears in her eyes.

Just then, the doorbell rang. The sound startled her, making her eyes become red.

Mark looked at her for a moment. Then he got up and went to open the door.

Standing at the door were Waylen and Peter. They both looked unhappy.

But Waylen was the worse of the two.