Uncle Mark...

As soon as she heard those words, tears began welling up in Cecilia's eyes.

She kept her mouth shut and didn't say anything. Instead, she just lowered her eyes.

Mark knew how conflicted Cecilia was feeling at this moment.

But at the same time, he missed her so much that he couldn't help but pick her up.

Since they were in a luxury car, the driver's seat was spacious.

He forced her to sit on his lap as he held her as though she was a child. Then, he took out a candy from his coat pocket and fed it to her.

The entire time, Cecilia didn't utter a single word.

Mark pulled her head down and kissed her again.

"I thought you said that the restaurant was about to close?" Cecilia reminded him.

Mark snorted and stared deeply into her eyes.

"If it closes, then I'll cook for you," he replied, his voice sounding hoarse.

"Cecilia, do you want to go to the apartment in Gamous Road?"

She looked up at him, and as their eyes met once again, Mark caressed her cheek and repeated, “I'll cook for you.”

He took her silence as a yes.

However, he didn't start the car right away. Instead, he pulled her in and kissed her lips for long time again.

When they arrived at the apartment, it was already ten o'clock.

Mark was on his best behavior.

He asked her to sit on the sofa while he cut some fruits for her.

Then, he handed her a tablet PC so that she could watch a drama series or whatever she liked while he was in the kitchen.