A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 821-830

Cecilia remained silent. She glanced around, but Rena was nowhere to be seen. If Rena were here, she would surely stand up for her.

Waylen couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation, “You’re in luck! Rena is resting inside.”

Resting?

Cecilia’s eyes widened.

Waylen’s handsome face turned slightly red, but he feigned nonchalance. “She’s just a bit tired.”

As an experienced adult, Cecilia instantly understood what he meant. Blushing slightly, she stood up, feeling embarrassed, and said, “Well… I should probably leave.”

With a casual reminder, Waylen said, “Drive safely.”

Cecilia’s eyes brightened as she nodded in agreement.

As she departed, Waylen’s gaze lingered on the closed door, lost in contemplation.

Deep down, he understood that Cecilia had been deeply wounded by Mark.

She had loved him and been showered with his affection. How could she easily move on and fall in love with someone else now?

Otherwise, this relationship would continue to haunt her if she didn’t move on.

Mark would forever be a thorn in her heart.

Waylen felt a sense of frustration at the thought.

Outside, Cecilia gripped the handle, her gaze lowered in contemplation.

No one had mentioned Mark to her recently, considering her delicate state of mind. Only Waylen had been urging her to face the reality.

Waylen had informed her about having a child with Mark.

They had to meet.

For Cecilia, there were only two paths ahead. One was to rekindle her love for Mark and the other was to forget him completely.

But she found herself unable to achieve either.

With closed eyes, she took a deep breath, preparing to leave the hospital and return home.

However, as she lifted her eyes, she was stunned.

There stood Mark, right in front of her.

He was dressed in a white shirt, black suit pants and a navy blue windbreaker.

At first glance, he appeared gentle and elegant but only she knew the cruel and maniacal side of this man, especially in private moments—transforming into someone entirely different…

In amoment of profound silence, their eyes met, rendering them unable to speak.

Little did Cecilia expect to encounter Mark in the hospital.

The sight of the hospital scene triggered memories of the first time they made love, which also happened in this very place.

Inebriated, he had ardently pressed her against the sofa and their passion ignited.

Evidently, Mark too was immersed in the memories of the past.

He had always been cautious with his words and actions, carefully considering the consequences before acting.

But now, the implications of his relationship with Cecilia eluded him. Being enticed by a woman sixteen years his junior was perhaps the craziest thing he had ever done.

It wasn’t merely because of her youth and beauty.

Mark had encountered numerous stunning women, many even more attractive and alluring than her, who possessed sensibility and thoughtfulness.

However, there was something about her, how she affectionately called him “Uncle Mark” like a kitten, that captivated him. ©

Her consistent use of that endearing term had him hooked.

After a prolonged moment, Mark inquired, “Are you here to visit Lexi?”

After a moment of contemplation, Cecilia replied, “Yes, she’s much better now. They might discharge her from the hospital tomorrow.”

Mark was about to say something but, just then, Peter emerged from the elevator, visibly surprised to see Cecilia. As a senior figure in the workplace, he swiftly regained his composure and greeted her with a smile, “Miss Fowler.”

Cecilia acknowledged Peter with a nod and turned to Mark. “I’ll leave if there’s nothing else.”

However, Mark grasped her hand firmly, urging her to stay, “Wait a minute.”

Peter discreetly averted his gaze.

Cecilia attempted to free her hand from Mark’s grip but his strength held her captive.

“Let’s talk,” Mark said in a hushed tone.

Eventually, they found solace in a tranquil teahouse. Peter secured a private room and stood guard outside dutifully.

Inside the secluded chamber, Mark personally served tea, setting aside his usual reliance on others, displaying his passion for the art of tea-making

He placed a cup before Cecilia, urging her to taste it.

Cecilia demurred, saying, “I’m not fond of tea.”

Mark’s indulgent smile graced his face as he gently said, “Ah, I forgot that you prefer milk tea and fried chicken…”

Cecilia observed him quietly.

He was just as gentle and refined as she remembered.

Once upon atime, she had reveled in his presence but now she wanted to avoid dwelling on such memories.

She coolly questioned, “Mr. Evans, is that the only reason you brought me here?”

Undeterred, Mark went to the mini-fridge, fetched a drink for her and offered it.

However, Cecilia declined.

and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve been faring these

that moment, Cecilia’s

she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing remarkably well, experiencing

but Mark sensed the

a pampered princess, she lacked

Cecilia offered a smile and asked, “Mr. Evans, what would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my pregnancy

Mark’s complexion paled.

a

you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship with me? Were you simply bored with your bunch of girlfriends and sought something

restraint, Cecilia held

the differences between us. You enjoy tea and chess, while I prefer fast food and I even enjoy nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right for each other, and I didn’t push you further. I heeded your words and left our past behind. So, what do you want

Mark’s heart ached.

not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her resentment towards

She should resent him.

well. Their relationship

whether inexperienced or worldly, would have thought that he’d eventually

had indeed

he had failed her in the

her

regaining her composure, she said, “I’m sorry, I lost

have your secretary contact

“Is it alright for

appeared visibly

the Evans family and the Fowler family were related through her brother

didn’t press her

chanced upon her today, without any ulterior motives. He merely wanted to talk

an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no hidden agendas,

Cecilia hurriedly left.

she reached her car and opened the door,

back window of Mark’s car slid down, revealing a mature

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Mark’s subordinates

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

into a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a

Mark was nothing

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed

his brow and approached Cecilia, stating, “I brought her

“Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim

Mark fell silent.

a one-night stand in the past but now they were nothing

said nothing further. She got into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and

red sports car zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what

Was Cecilia crying?

his lips, gazing at

him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler? Would you

His heart sank.

instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced his

he inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s merely

revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

scene. He wiped his brow and chastised the driver,

driver felt embarrassed and

then addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what

“You head back to the hotel first. I’ll

at Miss Gordon’s place tonight. It’s a chance for us to relax a bit… Cathy, I’ll take you out for some drinks tonight. Czanch is not as lively as

stood in the parking

knew that her love

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

break free from his shackles and give her a family, so she wouldn’t

could he

No, he couldn’t.

a cigarette delicately held between his

demeanor were exceptional, attracting

that

made his way to the ward and knocked on

opened it, his surprise evident, but he

exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured a glass of water for

eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived

replying, “I did see her. We had tea

so different. I still can’t fathom

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly

nonchalantly flipped

glanced back at Mark, who was calmly sipping on

Our family is quite open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle… As for Cecilia, my mother has arranged a blind date for her

Blind date…

the glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

As she sat up, rubbing

Mark truly adored Alexis.

her bedside, lifted Alexis into his arms, kissed her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from his pocket

purchased the talisman

and noticed this gesture.

Alexis in his embrace, Mark asked Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming court date. Waylen provided him

moment and whispered, “Just to

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged woman

farewell to the hospital’s

being on a business trip in

along some delightful toys for

appeared rather distant, continuously cradled

feel

with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention me more frequently. The

together will surely bring you closer.

to be the bigger man, urging Mark to join him for a

Mark was nobody’s fool.

his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena;

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