Zoey sneered, âWell, hereâs the father of the kid in the operating room.
â
Mark said with bitterness, âPlease, no sarcasm right now.
How is Edwin doing?â
Zoey didnât respond to Markâs inquiry.
With a gentle and composed tone, Cecilia said, âEdwin is undergoing a minor surgery.
However, he felt anxious and repeatedly inquired if his father had returned for him.
â
Then, Cecilia directed her gaze at Mark.
There was a chill of aloofness in her beautiful eyes, tinged with a shadow of disappointment.
Mark stepped closer, resting his hand on her slender shoulder.
Cecilia brushed his hand off without a word.
She sat beside Zoey and remained quiet, steadfastly avoiding conversation with Mark.
Mark was left feeling awkward.
Even though Peter knew Mark was somewhat at fault at this time, the heavy air prompted him to attempt to brighten the mood.
He smiled and said, âBet youâve skipped breakfast, right? Iâll grab us something to eat.
â
Mark had lost his appetite.
He requested Peter purchase some milk and pancakes, which were Ceciliaâs favorites.
Peter had to venture a few blocks away to purchase them and bring them back.
Cecilia didnât touch the food.
She shook her head and murmured, âIâm not hungry.
â
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She had spent the entire night without sleep, and no matter how lovely her face was, it now showed signs of exhaustion.
Moreover, she wasnât as youthful and fresh as a young girl.
She fixed her slightly weary eyes on the operating room door, consumed by concerns for Edwin.
Mark sensed a growing rift between him and Cecilia.
He knew she loved him.
Yet, when Edwinâs needs came to the forefront, his presence dimmed in importance in her eyes.
Mark experienced a profound sense of emptiness.
He urged in a gentle tone, âAt least have some.
â
Since Zoey was present, Cecilia refrained from making a scene here.
But she didnât give Mark a warm glance.