Chapter: 1204
As the door closed, he pressed her against it, his voice now harsh and laden with melancholy. “Why are you following me? Go back to Duefron after lunch. I’ll have Peter book a ticket for you.”
“Lwon’t go,” Cecilia asserted, her back pressed against the door, tears brimming in her eyes.
Mark reached for his phone to call Peter. “Book a ticket for Cecilia this afternoon. The sooner…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Cecilia took hold of his hand, preventing him from continuing.
Mark’s eyes grew stern. “You must leave.”
Unaccustomed to seeing him like this, Cecilia felt scared, but she gathered her courage to say, “| won’t leave. Miss Holt told me that you never had any intimate relations with her.”
Mark fixed his gaze on Cecilia.
After a prolonged silence, he smiled gently. “Do you believe the words of an actress?”
Cecilia trembled, her body wrought with emotion. Rarely engaged in conflicts, she knew she had to find out the truth today. She refused to be deceived.
Mark pressed her shoulder forcefully.
“You want to hear the truth?”
Cecilia’s lips quivered, tears on the brink of spilling.
With his hair cascading over his forehead, Mark appeared forlorn and mysterious, a side of him Cecilia had never witnessed before. He gazed intently at her and spoke softly, “You can’t handle the truth. But if you insist, I’ll tell you. Before you, there was Miss Holt, Miss Green, Miss Smith… They were all pragmatic. You know what’s different about you? Unlike them, a young and inexperienced woman like you isn’t after my status or wealth. You love me with all your heart and that’s something | find refreshing. By the way, have you forgotten the first time we were intimate? It was in the hospital when Rena’s fate weighed heavily on my mind. | didn’t know if Alexis would survive and the stress was overwhelming. Yet, you came to me that night, of your own accord. How could | resist? Six months have passed and I’ve grown weary of you. | don’t wish to entertain you any longer, alright? You mentioned | never had sex with Miss Holt. You’re correct. I’ve grown tired of her as wel
With a firm resolve, Mark started unbuttoning Cecilia’s shirt as he continued speaking.
“You’ve come all this way. Do you want me to have you? Do you crave a man’s touch so desperately? Fine, I’ll indulge you once. Then you better dress yourself and leave. Return to Duefron. | no longer wish to play with a young girl like you. Do you comprehend?”
Mark undid Cecilia’s buttons and subjected her to degrading touches.
In response, she slapped him across the face.
Through her tears, Cecilia pleaded, “Mark, you have feelings for me, don’t you?”
With a sneer, Mark pushed her onto the bed and began to kiss her. “When a man desires a woman, he’ll surely profess his fondness. If | hadn’t claimed to like you, would you have willingly thrown yourself into my arms? And how could you address me so affectionately as
Uncle Mark? What a naive fool! | merely wanted to have sex with you. Only you took it seriously.”
‘As Mark pinned Cecilia to the bed, she wept uncontrollably.
Tears welled up in Mark’s eyes as well but he continued to speak mercilessly. “I’ve encountered many women like you. I’m merely enamored by novelty. Do you truly believe | would assume responsibility for you after sleeping together a few times?”