Chapter: 1989
He had not come for Cecilia but to see Mark. He stared at both of them without a word. His gaze was fiery enough to make Peter shiver.
Peter never thought that Waylen could behave aggressively.
Apart from the time he went to Czanch and had a fight with Mark, Waylen had never done anything out of line before.
But from what he had just seen of him, Peter was now dead sure that Waylen was a dangerous individual.
Instead of just stepping into the living room, Waylen said to his sister, "The car is waiting. Peter will accompany you downstairs."
Cecilia didn't argue with him.
She quietly stood up and went to change her shoes.
She was heavy with child, so it was inconvenient for her to squat for this purpose. So Waylen quickly stepped in to help her. Then he said to her, “Wait for me in the car."
As he said this, he helped her put on her coat and led her to the door.
"Mr. Fowler, that's so considerate of you," Peter said to him with a smile on his face in an effort to calm the tension in the air.
After saying that, he took Cecilia's hand and hurriedly led her towards the elevator.
When they were gone, Waylen walked in and closed the door behind him.
Then he took a seat across from Mark.
Mark sighed and asked him, "Do you happen to have any cigarettes on you?"
Waylen hesitated for a moment. Then without a word, he reached into his pocket and brought out a cigarette pack, pulled out a stick and gave it to Mark.
The last time Mark smoked was nearly six months ago.
His hands trembled as he lit the cigarette.
After taking his first drag, he looked at Waylen and asked, "The test result is not looking very good, is it?"
Waylen didn't say anything in response.
And it was impossible to fathom anything from his face either.