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

Cecilia’s

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

but Mark sensed

up as a pampered princess, she lacked any

learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my pregnancy a secret from you? Or why I

Mark’s complexion paled.

a smile. “Don’t talk

case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship with me? Were you

Cecilia held her emotions in

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

Mark’s heart ached.

he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments

She should resent him.

they got along so well. Their relationship was passionate and

woman, whether inexperienced or worldly, would

indeed contemplated

had failed her in the

wanted to hold her

sorry, I lost my composure.

your secretary contact me.

“Is it alright for me

appeared visibly taken

wished to decline but the Evans family and the Fowler family were related through her brother

didn’t press her any

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

since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no

Cecilia hurriedly left.

reached her car and opened the door, she

other side, the back window of Mark’s car

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Mark’s subordinates

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

Mark was nothing but

trailed after Cecilia and noticed the car

Cecilia, stating,

responded calmly, “Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that you’ve never

Mark fell silent.

true, they had a one-night stand in the past

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

Mark glimpsed what

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust fumes from her

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

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced

he inquired, “Misunderstanding?

revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

driver felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson requested

Mark, “Mr. Evans, what

nonchalantly replied, “You head back to

at Miss Gordon’s place tonight. It’s a chance for us to relax a bit… Cathy, I’ll take you out for some

Mark stood in

seen Cecilia shedding tears, he knew

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

from his shackles and give her a

he do that

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette

demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of numerous

that

way to the ward and knocked

opened it, his surprise evident, but

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

if you had arrived half

the cup delicately, Mark hesitated briefly before replying, “I did

so different. I still can’t fathom how you

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

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

nonchalantly flipped through some

back at Mark, who was calmly sipping on his water like an old

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 for Cecilia, my mother has

Blind date…

glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

Alexis woke up. As she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she

Mark truly adored Alexis.

feeling uneasy, he walked to her bedside, lifted Alexis into his arms, kissed her gently, and then retrieved

specially purchased the talisman

keen eye and noticed this gesture. He said calmly, “You’re

about Elvira’s upcoming court date. Waylen

and whispered, “Just to be safe, I’ll use my

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

or Alexis suffer at the hands of that

bid farewell

an exquisite family gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly anticipating Mark’s

Mark brought along some delightful toys for

appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s

but feel

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

time together

urging Mark to join him for a drink. Waylen,

Mark was nobody’s fool.

daughter. The

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