It was a young man who had a gentle air around him. He also had good taste in clothes.

By the looks of it, it seemed that the two of them were in a blind date.

They were talking with each other with smiles on their faces, sharing a laughter from time to time.

Seeing this, Mark loosened his grip on his seatbelt and slowly Leaned back in the chair.

At this point, he really needed a long drag of a cigarette to calm his racing heart.

Unfortunately, he didn't have one with him.

From inside his car, he watched as Cecilia continued talking to that man. From time to time, her smile would widen. They seemed to be getting along really well.

At the very least, Mark could tell that she didn't hate the man.

He remained frozen inside his car and didn't get off. He just sat there, staring at her like a statue.

After a while, Cecilia turned her head and saw Mark.

As soon as she saw him, her eyes narrowed.

Then, she immediately looked away and continued eating and chatting with the man she was with.

Mark had no idea how long he had been watching this date before his eyes. Even though it tortured him, he kept waiting for her, waiting for their blind date to end.

Finally, Cecilia said goodbye to that man.

They seemed to have just traded phone numbers.

When Cecilia was about to leave, she didn't avoid Mark. She even opened the car door and sat next to him.

“Mark, let's talk," she said in a serious tone.

Mark turned to her, his face devoid of any emotion.

"What should we talk about?" he asked her in reply.

"Do you want to talk about how you got out of my bed in the morning, and as soon as noon, you're already in a blind date with someone else? Cecilia, is that what you want to talk about with me?"