A TOY WORTH 30 BILLION

"Huh, do you think I'm still the old me? Do you think there is still that ridiculous love between us?" said Mark Lawson nonchalantly.

Mark Lawson was filled with anger that was building up because of the pain that was so deep. The person who had hurt his heart and made him lose his way several years ago was Cecilia, the woman he loved so much.

"No, nothing," Cecilia said curtly. She didn't want to explain anything to the man. After all, she didn't know where to start and what to say to the man. If there is no spark of love between them, then what did they do last night? Wasn't that another way for the man to have her? Even if he didn't use his heart to do that

Mark Lawson's eyes narrowed at Cecilia, who was sitting on the bed with her knees folded. Mark Lawson opened the drawer beside the bed and handed Cecilia some pills and a bottle of mineral water.

"Drink this. I won't let a woman I don't love bear my child!" Mark said in a cold tone, a sharp look in his eyes like no trace of feeling left for Cecilia.

Cecilia, you are stupid. During these three years, you couldn't forget Mark, but he has completely forgotten about you. He hugged you again only because he wanted revenge because you hurt him a few years ago!

You're also a fool for thinking of conceiving his child!

Cecilia, have you read too many novels and watched romantic dramas? The nonsense episodes you see there will never happen to you!

Cecilia sat on the bed while looking at the pill in her hand for a long time. Cecilia forced herself to smile. In the past, Mark Lawson said that she was his favorite girl, but now she has been erased from the man's heart.

"Yes I know." Cecilia said flatly as she opened the bottle cap of mineral water. Cecilia immediately swallowed the pill in her hand and drank the mineral water to facilitate the passage of the pill through her throat.

Mark Lawson's expression was cold. There was no significant change in expression on his handsome face, "You should know who you really are."

"Who am I now? Mistress? Or the big madam?" Cecilia said in a more relaxed tone, but she couldn't deny that there was a big hollow in her heart. Cecilia forced her sad self not to show her true feelings, and she tried to look at Mark Lawson without the slightest emotion in her eyes.

"Bed warmers."

The three words that came out of Mark Lawson's mouth sounded like a sword piercing Cecilia's heart.

It turned out that this was the reason why Mark Lawson treated Cecilia like that. Cecilia, who heard the cruel words that came out of the man's mouth, suddenly blurred her vision.

Cecilia was just a toy bought for 30 billion.

"Don't think that I will touch you a second time!" said Mark Lawson, clenching his fists.

Last night, Mark Lawson was completely out of control. Normally, Mark Lawson was very good at controlling himself. However, his self-control ability instantly lost its way when he saw his former lover in front of him. The actions taken by Mark Lawson made Cecilia keep wondering in her mind.

"Yeah that's great!"

At that time, Cecilia did not want to look weak in front of Mark Lawson. Behind the disguise of being a strong and tough woman, actually, from the beginning, Cecilia's heart had been crushed, shattered into pieces.

Mark Lawson's beautiful pair of eyes looked at Cecilia. Mark Lawson was so fascinated by the beauty possessed by this woman. However, her beautiful face was instantly covered by a mist of sadness.

Mark Lawson turned and walked out of the master bedroom, leaving the devastated Cecilia alone in the unfamiliar room.

[Brakkk-]

The sound of a door slamming suddenly echoed around the main room. Cecilia's defense that she displayed in front of Mark Lawson immediately collapsed.

Cecilia remembered the cold stare the man gave her, the cruel side he had, and even the way he looked at her with contempt.

The pain in his heart couldn't be described in words. And maybe this was how the man felt three years ago when Cecilia left him.

He must be in more pain than this, right?

Cecilia closed her eyes. Instantly tears welled up from her eyes.

"Mark Lawson, why do you keep appearing in my dreams as well as my life?!"

Cecilia, wearing Mark Lawson's gray long-sleeved shirt, was lying on the bed hugging her knees. Her tears continued to flow.

Cecilia, you owe her. You have to pay off the pain he feels because you caused it.

"Uh… I'm hungry…."

Cecilia didn't know how long she had been crying as she curled up on the bed. Suddenly she woke up feeling very sad. It's not like Cecilia Thomas's usual figure.

"Cecilia, cheer up! Don't starve yourself!"

Cecilia could now guess what was happening out there. Yesterday was the third anniversary of her marriage to Jack Caesar. Many mass media are competing to cover the news. However, suddenly Mark Lawson appeared amid the crowd and handed over a check worth 300 million to take Cecilia away from her wedding anniversary.

The news that appeared in the newspapers and on television must have been terrible for Cecilia. However, Cecilia didn't care. Compared to Mark Lawson's seemingly indifferent attitude towards her, that kind of news was nothing to Cecilia.

Cecilia wearing an oversized navy blue long-sleeved shirt by Mark Lawson, walked out of the master bedroom into the kitchen.

Cecilia's smell caught a delicious scent as she opened the main bedroom door. It seemed the food outside was ready to be eaten by him.

"Eh?"

As Cecilia looked around the apartment, Cecilia heard the sound of someone cooking from the kitchen. Cecilia stepped into the kitchen. Even though she felt uncomfortable because of her clothes right now, Cecilia still went into the kitchen.

"Who's there?" Cecilia asked as she poked her head towards the door. Cecilia saw a middle-aged woman in her 40s and 50s who was busy cooking.

"Eh, Miss, you're awake apparently!" Aunt Ann said kindly, greeting Cecilia.

"Are you…" asked Cecilia, who looked confused because she saw a stranger in Mark Lawson's kitchen while blinking her eyes.

"Auntie here is in charge of providing food for Miss. Young Master called me to come here. So, as soon as Aunt gets here, Auntie cooks for you right away. But, sorry, Auntie doesn't know what Miss likes yet, so Auntie cooks something that everyone can eat." Aunt Ann said with a friendly smile.

"So, what should I call you?"

"Call me Aunt Ann, Miss!" Aunt Ann said that as she carried a bowl of cooked rib eye soup, four other dishes looked delicious to Cecilia.

"Hm does Aunt Ann know, know who I am?" Cecilia asked carefully. Cecilia found it odd that Aunt Ann didn't look down on her like everyone else did on her. Could it be that Aunt Ann didn't recognize Cecilia?