NovelEnglishCecilia had previously changed her clothes and was now putting on her shoes by the door. She looked up at him and said, “I can drive myself. And if I want someone to drive me, I’ll simply hire a driver or call a cab.”
Mark looked at her in silence, not knowing what to say.
After putting on her shoes, Cecilia straightened up and added, “Mark, I only let you in because of Edwin. I don’t want him to have a negative impression of you at his age. Instead, I want him to… to believe his dad still loves him. But as for the two of us, it’s over.
Don’t try to ask for another chance.”
Mark’s face turned pale when he heard this.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe was still very much unwilling to put an end to their marriage.
And Cecilia wasn’t even pressuring him to change his mind. She just lived on with her own life and kept taking care of Edwin.
She had even hired a nanny to help her look after the child whenever she was at work.
But there was no doubt whatsoever that his relationship with Cecilia had frozen over.
Nowadays, whenever he sent her messages, usually to talk about Edwin, Cecilia rarely replied.
So he resorted to calling her until she got tired of ignoring him and would be forced to pick up the phone. Their conversations usually consisted of only a few words, but he kept calling her every night, and this made Cecilia feel sad.
She felt he was just acting like he loved her very much.
Yet, at critical moments, he always abandoned her.
On one particularly cold night, she was sitting on her sofa when she suddenly felt the urge to drink.
The nanny had gotten off work and Edwin had already fallen asleep.
Left to her own devices, Cecilia brought out a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass. Then she stood by the window and drank it silently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was born into a rich family, so she never really developed any bad habits or addictions.
The most rebellious thing she ever did in her life was to fall in love with Mark.
As she thought of Mark, the mellow red wine suddenly tasted bitter on her tongue. She felt heartbroken.
Before long, Cecilia had lost count of how much she had drunk. She just felt a little tipsy, and strangely enough, it made her feel good.
After a while, her phone started ringing continuously.
It was Mark calling.
He always sought for an opportunity to talk to Cecilia, but tonight, Cecilia did not want to talk to him at all. He kept calling nonstop for several minutes, until she could not bear it anymore.
Perhaps it was because she was drunk and it was late at night.
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