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.

drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve

that moment, Cecilia’s heart

spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have

words seemed light but Mark sensed the complexity

a pampered princess,

would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my pregnancy a secret from you?

Mark’s complexion paled.

to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk such childish

child, haven’t 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

restraint, Cecilia held her

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,

Mark’s heart ached.

could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments

She should resent him.

along so well.

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

had indeed contemplated marrying

failed her in the

hold her hand, yet

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

your secretary contact me. I’ll

alright for me to

appeared visibly

decline but the Evans family and the Fowler family were related through

press her any

any ulterior

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and opened

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

Mark was

and noticed the car

furrowed his brow and approached Cecilia, stating, “I

“Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me.

Mark fell silent.

in the past but now they were nothing more than

her car, fastened her seatbelt, and accelerated

the red sports car zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust fumes from her

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 his

composed smile, he inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s merely standing up for

revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

earlier scene. He wiped his brow and chastised

felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss

“Mr. Evans, what

“You head back to

like Mr. Evans will be staying 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

away, while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking three or four

he knew that her

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

could he do

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette

demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of

hint that he was over

made his way to the

evident, but he maintained

demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze,

usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you

delicately, Mark hesitated briefly before replying,

are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended up

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly admire you. If you and Rena reconcile, you’ll have two weddings in one go… Ican’t compare to

nonchalantly flipped through some

back at Mark, who was calmly

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…

on the glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

As she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she called out

Mark truly adored Alexis.

kissed her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from his pocket and placed it around

had specially purchased the talisman for

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

in a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming court date. Waylen provided

“Just to be safe, I’ll use

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

suffer

farewell

an exquisite family gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip

brought along some

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a timid

help but feel a

and voiced, “You ought to mention me more

together will surely bring you

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness

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