Chapter 217 Can't I Look for You If There's Nothing Wrong?_1

Claudia Ross had dinner at Mark Reed's house before leaving; by then, night had already fallen.

The weather in early autumn was dry and cold.

The rustling autumn wind stirred the yellowing dead leaves on the branches, causing them to teeter on the edge of falling.

Claudia Ross tightened her trench coat around her and kept urging Mark to head home quickly, warning him about the cold since he had just recovered from a serious injury and shouldn't catch a chill.

"My body isn't that frail."

Mark clasped Claudia's icy little hand in his; although his face was deathly pale, his hand was much warmer than hers.

"You should rest well at home during this period and not worry about us. I can take care of little Ann and myself."

People's bad habits are often a result of indulgence, and she had been pampered by Mark like a Princess.

Over the years, Mark had done so many things for her that sometimes even she doubted whether she could do anything right without him.