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.

placed a straw in the drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how

that moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a

her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have

Mark sensed the

as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

a smile. “Don’t

how could you engage in an intimate

great restraint, Cecilia held

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

Mark’s heart ached.

apart from her. How could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their relationship

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

indeed

he had failed her

her hand,

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

your secretary contact me. I’ll

gently inquired, “Is it alright for me to visit the Fowlers’

appeared visibly

family and the Fowler family were related through

press her

today, without any ulterior motives. He merely

time since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no hidden agendas, just

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened the door, she

side, the back window of Mark’s car slid

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

of Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy while still seeking affection from his

mind, Mark was nothing

trailed after Cecilia and noticed the

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

there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that you’ve never been

Mark fell silent.

in the past but now they were nothing more

said nothing further. She got into her

zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing

Was Cecilia crying?

at the

is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler? Would you like me to clarify

His heart sank.

adopting an impassive

“Misunderstanding? She’s

had no intention of revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

his brow and chastised the driver, “Why did you bring the

embarrassed and

then addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what

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

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.

in the parking lot, smoking

Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that her love for him

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

free from his shackles and give her a family, so

he do

No, he couldn’t.

a cigarette

exceptional, attracting the

no hint that he was over

way to the ward

surprise evident, but he

appeared to have forgotten the intense confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured a glass of water for

Alexis’ condition as usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if

delicately, Mark hesitated briefly before replying, “I did see

smiled, “Tea for Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

down the glass, Mark maintained a smile. “Regardless, I have a child with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But

flipped through some

Mark, who was calmly sipping on his water like an

“There’s no need to envy me. Our family is quite open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle… As

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused his fingers to

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

As she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she called

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

had specially purchased

eye and noticed this gesture. He said calmly,

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

for a moment and whispered, “Just to be safe,

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged

farewell to the hospital’s

Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly

Mark brought along some

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a timid

feel a

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

together will surely bring you closer. Edwin

man, urging Mark to join him for a drink. Waylen,

Mark was nobody’s fool.

beloved daughter. The reason behind

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