Mark was snubbed…


    Four dayster, Cecilia received a call from Mark. His voice was gentle but a little tired. “I’m going back to Czanch tomorrow. Can I see you?”


    Cecilia couldn’t admit to herself how much she wanted to see him.


    But because of their identities, she was destined for heartbreak.


    All the same, she still pined for him…


    Finally, she agreed to meet at a nice, quiet restaurant. Peter waited for Cecilia at the entrance and led her to the private room.


    The room was huge, but there was only one person there—Mark.


    He was wearing a light blue shirt and ck suit pants today.


    He had taken off his dark blue coat and draped it casually on the back of his chair. When Cecilia arrived, he was bent over a document.


    Peter coughed lightly and announced, “Miss Fowler is here.”


    With a smile, Peter closed the door to give the two some privacy, but he still vigntly guarded the door form outside.


    With her back against the door, Cecilia looked at Mark with nervous uncertainty. It was a little troublesome to talk about love with an older man. She never knew what he was thinking…Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g


    Mark put down the document and looked up at Cecilia. After a long time, he said with a smile, “Why are you just standing there? Be a good girl ande closer.”


    Cecilia bit her lip, cursing him in her mind.


    He still treated her as a child!


    All the same, she found herself gravitating towards him and obediently taking the seat next tohim.


    Mark poured her a ss of water, asking gently, “Does it still hurt down there?”


    Cecilia’s visage turned rosy, a subtle disy of her emotions.


    It had been days since they had sex. Besides, she was not a totally inexperienced virgin.


    How could it still hurt?


    Mark’s countenance bore a serene smile.


    On that particr night, he might have been a bit rough. Cecilia repeatedly expressed her difort…