Then, he called Cecilia.

After a single ring, the call connected.

“Peter...” The worry in her voice immediately stood out.

"It's me," Mark said in a hoarse voice.

After a moment of silence, Cecilia's voice broke as she uttered, “Mark...

"I'm fine," Mark replied in a soft tone.

"Don't be afraid."

Cecilia was so worried about Mark that she wanted to come over. Even inside the hotel room, Mark could hear the roaring winds outside. He didn't want her to risk her life just for his sake.

“I'm fine," he assured her.

"Peter will take care of it and I'll go to the hospital first thing in the morning. Have a good sleep. There's nothing wrong with me."

Despite her reassurance, Cecilia couldn't shake off her worry.

She wanted to go there right away.

Mark felt chills all over his body while feeling feverish at the same time. He lay under the quilt and whispered, "Talk to me. It's almost dawn."

Cecilia knew that he was uncomfortable, which made her even more anxious.

But since there was a raging typhoon outside, she couldn't go out.

She talked to him through the phone for a long time until he fell asleep. By then, Peter took over the phone.

"Elaine had been taken away by the police," Peter said to her.

Although he was tired, his voice remained gentle.

"They'll take a statement from our side, but the odds of a case being filed don't look too good. This will certainly be categorized as a civil dispute."

Cecilia nodded.