FOOLISH

"Do you know how people out there judge me?" Mark carried Cecilia's body into the main living room.

It was obvious from outside the house that the house was filled with a collection of unique items. Cecilia could already guess the structure and layout inside.

"I don't want to know." Mark always reacted coldly to comments like that, but only once had it made him angry.

Long ago, at a party celebrating Cecilia's first wedding anniversary, Mark kidnapped Cecilia from his apartment. When the public learned that Cecilia was no longer the wife of Jack Caesar, the matter became an uproar out there. And even now, the news still hasn't died down. Everyone is still guessing what caused the divorce.

"Don't want to know or don't want to say it?" Cecilia saw Mark's forehead furrow. He didn't like seeing Mark's wrinkled face.

"Both yes." Mark couldn't possibly know how people out there rated Cecilia.

"The fox demon is one of the most reputable demons among demons. Is that fox demon me?" Cecilia doesn't care about people's eyes, and she only cares about Mark's comments.

"You're tired, get some rest." Mark changed the subject, and it looks like Cecilia doesn't want to answer this question.

Cecilia's eyes are signalling again, but Mark doesn't answer her. So it means Mark believes in the words of the outside world and doesn't want to believe Cecilia.

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Cecilia's heart grew bitter, "I already know. I want to rest." The the bed was very soft, but Cecilia still couldn't sleep.

"Master..." Aunt Ann was shocked, and she thought that what Mark called a villa was this house. Aunt Ann thought that Mark would bring Cecilia Mark's many houses, but apparently, Mark brought Cecilia to this house.

No other woman has ever come to this place because this house is the main residence—the place Mark's always calls "home."

"Hm?"

Aunt Ann sighed deeply and said: "Miss Susan had come, and also Mrs ...."

"where are they?" Mark soothe her. According to her surprise, her mother is the type of person who will not stop until the goal is reached.

Aunt Ann knows Mark's mother would not come to this residence if there is no big problem. Come here, and then there must be something that is not good. This time Mark's mother brings one woman renowned. Aunt Ann had never been in touch with her. However, when viewed from her attitude, an arrogant one, really very different from Miss Cecil.

"In the living room, do you want to meet him?"

"Are there any other options?" If Mark doesn't find his mother. He was worried that his mother would stay here much longer.

Mark walked downstairs, turned around and ordered Aunt Ann: "Prepare Cecilia's breakfast! A little sweet and not too sweet. She doesn't eat macaroni, doesn't drink coffee, she likes hot milk tea."

Once again, Aunt Ann was surprised by Mark. Miss's hearing can't possibly decline like an older man, right? Unexpectedly Master still remembers what foods Miss likes and dislikes?!

Aunt Ann nodded her head to Mark then went to prepare Mark's orders.

"This house may be big, but no one offers me tea? Are the people here all dead? Could it be that my son employs a group of disabled people?" Mark's mother was complacent, the way she dressed was dignified, but she was atrocious like a Snow White stepmother.