Chapter 1691


    Cathy called out to his retreating figure, “Mark! She’s my child!”


    Mark came to a halt.


    Then he said quietly, “She is not! She’s Paul’s child, and she is quite unlike you.”


    Laura’s innocent gaze held no cunning plots within.


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    Children embodied purity, and Laura shouldn’t be swayed by Cathy.


    Mark walked away decisively, leaving Cathy alone, her smile tinged with self-mockery.


    She chuckled at her hopeful imagination. Even a child could not keep Mark by her side.


    Mark boarded his private jet, and his mood soured.


    Peter was the kindest and most thoughtful of them all. Pouring a ss of red wine, he passed it to


    Mark, seated beside him, and grinned, remarking, “Cathy picked her path. She can’t me anyone


    else.”


    Cathy stirred up so much trouble that her family couldn’t wee her anymore, believing she had


    disgraced them. It could be said that the people around her had distanced themselves from her.


    Mark didn’t sip the wine, declining with a charming gesture, straightening his shirt.


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    “Peter, she wasn’t always this way. Once, she was reasonable and kind.”


    He seemed to drift into his world of thoughts.


    “Love can sometimes make people lose their way.”


    Peter knew how to cheer Mark up and quickly responded, “That’s not always the case! Take Cecilia, for


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    Mark gave him a look.


    Peter felt puzzled and asked, “Did I say something incorrect?”


    Mark grinned and said, “No. It’s just I’ve thought about something the wrong way all the time.”


    Mark had long believed that women like Cathy and Miss Holt embodied independence. However,


    Peter’s words made him realize he was wrong on that.


    Cecilia was the epitome of the self-reliant woman he had always admired.


    Perhaps she livedfortably with only modest goals.


    Still, considering her origins in the Fowler family, how could anyone expect her to be ordinary?


    Her love had its boundaries.


    The thought of Cecilia made Mark’s heart flutter. He was eager to reunite with her.