Meanwhile, Peter hurried back to the hospital, where Mark awaited his surgery.
Peter passed the agreement to Mark, who was propped against the head of his hospital bed.
He gazed at Ceciliaâs signature for an extended period, and a faint smile slowly graced his parched Lips.
He said, âShe comes from a wealthy family and is beautiful.
Itâs not too late for her to find someone else in her early thirties.
â
Upon hearing Markâs words, Peter was overcome with emotion, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Lina, wiping the sweat from Markâs forehead with a towel, was also in tears.
She said, âMrs.
Evans will be here soon.
You have to come out of the operating table well, or she will be sad.
â
Mark replied with a reassuring smile, âOf course.
â
Peter asked once more, âShould I inform Rena and Waylen?ââ¢
Mark shook his head, declining to involve them further in the situation.
Rena was still residing with the Fowler family.
Mark didnât want to burden her with the complications of his situation.
Moreover, at that moment, his most profound longing was for Cecilia and Edwin, but regrettably, he couldnât see them.
All he had before him was the divorce agreement.
Mark closed his eyes slightly and said to the doctor, âIâm ready for the surgery.
â
The operation lasted eight hours, and half of his stomach was removed.
Fortunately, it was a success.
However, he still needed to be vigilant about his health.
Upon waking up in his hospital room, Mark saw Zoey sitting at the edge of his bed, looking utterly distraught.
To his surprise, Rena was also present.
Also, Waylen stood by the door.
Despite his weakness, Mark turned his face and gently touched Zoeyâs hands.
Zoey, a mix of anger and distress, wiped her eyes and quietly scolded him, âYou should have at least informed Cecilia.
â
Wasnât he concerned that he might not survive the surgery?
It would be unfortunate if they couldnât have a final meeting.
With a faint smile, Mark replied in a hushed tone, âIsnât she already angry with me? I didnât want to add to her anxieties.
â
Zoey hesitated and asked, âDid you really sign the divorce agreement?â
Mark remained silent but fixed his gaze on Zoey.
Zoey held her sonâs hand with her wrinkled ones and couldnât find it in her heart to blame him any longer.