Chapter 331 He Wants Her Dead

Mark stared at her with profound eyes seemingly trying to look through her.

“No, I can’t take your word for it. Since God has given me another chance to have you, I won’t ever let go,” Mark firmly replied.

Lyla averted her gaze. “I think I couldn’t have made it any clearer. Mr. Pattison, I will choose to end it my way if you insist on pestering me.”

“Your way? What way is that?”

Lyla looked at him with distant eyes. “I can appear and disappear.”

Mark pulled a long face at the statement.

The hands rested on her shoulders slowly descended.

“What did you say?” Mark uttered in a raspy voice.

“I only hope that we’ll be able to stay away from each other and live a peaceful life from here on out,” Lyla said while turning her face away.

Mark narrowed his eyes at her. “Is this really coming from you?”

Lyla nodded. “Yes.”

Clenching his fists, Mark gave a nod. “Fine, fine.” He headed to the door, seemingly having taken quite a blow.

Once at the door, Mark, struck by a thought, turned back to glance at Lyla. “Are you doing this because of that man?”

Man?

Lyla frowned. “It’s between us and unrelated with anyone else.”

It was better as long as it was not because of him.

Although overwhelmed with a sense of loss, he still heaved a sigh of relief within.

He opened the door and took off.

Lyla did not have the guts to look, afraid that she would be unable to hold out and proceed to hug him from behind to tell him how much she longed for him.

She only dared to cast a glance once the door was shut. The tears welled up in her eyes had already gushed down...

Alas, such was fate despite their love for each other.

…...

Outside the door.

Amanda and Kyle stood there. Seeing that Mark was out, Amanda cautiously phrased her words. “Mr. Pattinson, are you alright?”

Mark lifted his gaze and took a look at them. Without a word, he motioned to leave.

Just then, Kyle spoke, “Don’t come back and disturb her again.”

Halting his footsteps, Mark turned back and shot him a look. “Mind your own business.” He then departed.

Amanda gazed at Kyle, wanting to speak her mind but held on to the thought. It was best she stayed out of anything in regards to relationships.

“Let’s go,” Kyle said as he pushed open the door to enter the house.

Lyla sat on the sofa in a trance. Amanda and Kyle entered the room and approached her. “Lyla.”

Snapping out of her thoughts, Lyla absent-mindedly wiped the tears off her face before smiling at them. “I’m okay.”

With that, Amanda and Kyle found themselves at a loss for words.

“Alright now, it’s getting late. You should get some rest. I’m going to bed.” Lyla made a beeline towards her room.

Kyle observed for a moment and wanted to go up and say a word or two but was stopped by Amanda. “Let her have some time to herself.”

Furrowing his brows, Kyle looked worried but said nothing in the end and let the matter be. However, concern was written between his brows.

His worst fear was Lyla coming around and accepting that man...

…...

Mark started drinking again.

It was one glass after another.

Neil was stunned to hear that Lyla was still alive.

“Are you sure you didn’t get it wrong?” Neil asked.

Mark rolled his eyes at him. “Let me ask you. Would you have mistaken your loved one?”

Color washed off Neil’s face at the question. He picked up his alcohol for a drink but simply could not resist mumbling to himself. “Although many years have passed, I would definitely recognize her if I see her.” He downed the drink in a gulp.

Seeing that his remark had hit home with Neil, Mark’s eyes flickered with sorry. “We are the same. No matter how much time has passed, I’m still capable of recognizing her at a glance.”

Neil kept to himself.

There was a commotion outside.

Neil turned over and happened to catch sight of Hansel drawing close amid the admiring eyes of others.

At first, he thought his eyes were deceiving him but at a closer look... “Hansel?”

“Neil.”

“It’s really you?”

With a stern look on his face, Hansel nodded.

The boy then turned to Mark. “Daddy, where’s Mommy?”

Mark’s already-long face looked even more sour.

Faced with his silence, Hansel frowned. What was going on? What was the meaning of this?

Gretel sensed something amiss. This was not supposed to be Daddy’s reaction.

Neil turned to them and let them in on the entire ordeal.

At the end of the story, Hansel furrowed his brows. “Mommy’s not that kind of a person, unless...”

“Unless what?”

“Unless she’s in a predicament or has her reasons.”

Taking a glance at Mark, Gretel walked over. “Daddy, what’s on earth going on between you and that woman?”

“What woman?” Mark was puzzled for a moment.

“The one you’re about to be engaged to.”

Speaking of this, Mark uttered, “It’s only an exchange between us with no feelings involved...” He paused at that thought. “Do you think that Lyla’s ignoring me because of this?”