LOOKING RESTLESS

"You still want to go?" His hoarse voice was clear and showed his immense patience.

"What did you say?" Cecilia didn't know why things had become such a mess. It was a bit confusing for her. It just happened. Since when did she make Mark interested in her? Since when was Mark willing to sacrifice himself like that?

Now Cecilia was sitting on Mark's lap in a position she found ambiguous.

Mark put his arm around Cecilia's slender waist and carried her slightly up.

Suddenly, Cecilia's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She couldn't stand Mark's attitude towards Cecilia Thomas. She really couldn't help herself if Mark were gentle with her. Having done so, Cecilia Thomas couldn't contain her urge. Her passion will be carried away.

"I… I…." Cecilia didn't want to do it. Her face was painted very red with embarrassment.

"Your face is so red Cecilia? Are you shy huh?" Mark smiled mischievously at Cecilia Thomas. I don't know, Cecilia didn't dare look into Mark's eyes, who had been looking at her for a long time!

Tempting fire! Mark Lawson muttered with a perverted smile.

Mark breathed in Cecilia's ear and tried to seduce this woman as if Cecilia was dinner for him. Of course, a very good and delicious dinner!

"Y… you can do it yourself" Mark clearly could handle Cecilia on his own. What Mark was doing now was his trademark, always weighing on Cecilia's mind. Cecilia just helped apply the wound ointment. That was all. Of course, men are like animals, always fantasizing about the lower half of a woman's body.

"Hmm?" Mark already knew what Cecilia was going to say.

Cecilia lowered her head, and her cheeks blushed even more.

"Y… you still have a right hand!"

Right hand? Mark had hands. But was the meaning of Cecilia's words unambiguous?

***

"Auntie," Susan sat next to Rima. Seeing the look on the face of her future mother-in-law, who was not good, she became afraid to speak.

"Hmm?" Rima said while furrowing her brows. Her heart still felt restless.

"Auntie doesn't look too happy,"

"Yes, there is a naughty woman flirting with my son, how can I be happy?"

Rima Kenanga, a prominent woman who lives in luxury and likes to humiliate others. As if there was no other way not to act like that.

"Auntie, swearing at a fox woman like this won't be heard either. Auntie don't have to think about that anymore."

"Mark is still my son. If the problem is Mark doesn't believe me, no one can make him believe!"

In certain cases, Rima can still understand the character of her child. After all, she was the one who carried Mark for ten months.

"Auntie, since you hate Cecilia so much, why don't we..." Susan had an idea. The look in her eyes was different than usual. Rima's forehead slowly groaned hearing that.

"Susan, you have an idea?" Rima looked at Susan suspiciously. Rima felt it was a complicated matter. Could Susan have a good idea to get Cecilia away from Mark?!

"I have." said Susan, nodding.

"The person auntie hates, I hate it!" "Susan really can take Rima's heart. His ability to please others shouldn't be matched, right?

Rima nodded while watching Susan sitting beside her. She is a woman of high dignity. In her eyes, Cecilia was nothing compared to Susan.

"Susan, by the way, what means do you have?" Rima listened. She wanted to hear Susan's thoughts.

As long as she could get rid of that bitch Cecilia, Rima would let Susan take a chance and get into Mark's life. Her son thought that she was the same. If Cecilia didn't have any witchcraft, there was something strange about that bitch.

Susan smiled at Rima, sat beside her, and whispered in Rima's ear.