As Thomas stared at Cecilia, a look of hurt welled in his eyes.

While he was the one who had initiated the breakup, he was disappointed that Cecilia agreed so easily without objection.

Perhaps he could still try and fight for Cecilia.

But at the same time, he also knew that he would never be able to surpass Mark. While the pain he felt right now was torturous, it was better to get it over with as soon as possible rather than drag it out for longer.

Dejected, Thomas got in his car.

Cecilia took a step back as he watched his car disappear into the distance.

After a while, a black Maybach stopped in front of her.

Waylen opened the door, got out of the car, and lit a cigarette.

He leaned against the door and stared at the gate wistfully.

“Just broke up, huh?" he said.

Cecilia was taken by surprise.

“How did you know?"

Waylen let out an evil laugh as he puffed out a smoke ring. Then, with a sly smile, he said, "I happened to see Thomas just now. I saw him wipe his tears while he was driving."

At the mention of this, Cecilia's heart sank. She wanted to open her mouth and say something, but the words never came to her.

"Come here," Waylen beckoned her.

Under the sun, his beige sweater made him look handsome and easy- going.

Cecilia moved closer.

Waylen then put his arm around her shoulder. Then, in a gentle tone, he asked her, "You still like Mark, don't you?"

Suddenly, Cecilia's heart skipped a beat. Her eyes began to moisten.

Seeing this, Waylen patted her head gently.