Cecilia scratched her head and looked away.
Then, after a while, she said softly, âI was just like this when I was a child.
Everyone liked me, and so I was raised to be⦠that way.
â
Mark flashed a gentle smile and placed his hand atop hers.
âYouâre fine the way you are,â he told her.
âI like you very much.
â
Her words made Cecilia blush, rendering her speechless.
Her entire life, she had only been in two relationships: one with Harold, and the other with Mark.
Harold had explicitly told her that he didnât Like her.
The only reason he was with her was because of the Fowler familyâs connections and resources.
Mark on the other hand⦠What did he like about her exactly?
As Cecilia pondered this thought, Mark quietly watched her.
âCecilia, donât underestimate yourself.
Youâre good-no, youâre much better than you give yourself credit.
Iâve seen a lot of people within the power circle, but none of them are as simple and lovely as you.
On top of that, you are also kind and generous.
â
Perhaps it was this rare quality that had compelled him to like her.
As Cecilia listened to his words, she couldnât help but feel moved.
Of course, she didnât want to show it.
She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
âYouâre sick, and yet, youâre still quite glib.
â
Mark grinned.
He looked particularly handsome whenever he smiled.
As they stared into each otherâs eyes, the atmosphere around them began to feel romantic.
With flushed cheeks, Cecilia lowered her head and fed the baby.
Mark was an emotionally intelligent man.
He could easily tell that this woman really liked him.
As he quietly observed her, something inside him began to stir.
Just then, Ceciliaâs phone rang.
It was from Simonâs assistant.
Cecilia had owed Simon a debt of gratitude for all the things he had done for her early on in her career.
This time, however, for some reason, he was mad at her.
Simonâs assistant was quite familiar with Cecilia so she called to tip her off.