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 you’ve been faring

moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a

head, she spoke as though nothing out of the

words seemed light but Mark sensed the

a pampered princess, she

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 a

Mark’s complexion paled.

to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk

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 girlfriends and

great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions

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

Mark’s heart ached.

worlds apart from her. How could he not grasp that

She should resent him.

along so well. Their

inexperienced or worldly, would have thought that he’d

had indeed contemplated

failed

her

she said, “I’m sorry, I lost my composure. If you wish to

have your secretary contact me. I’ll make

“Is it alright for me to visit the Fowlers’

visibly

decline but the Evans family and the Fowler family

press

her today, without any ulterior motives. He merely wanted

he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no hidden agendas, just a man and a

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and opened the door, she suddenly

other side, the back window of Mark’s car slid down, revealing a mature and stunning woman seated

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Mark’s subordinates and also

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy while

her mind, Mark was nothing but an insufferable

and

furrowed his brow and approached Cecilia,

no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can

Mark fell silent.

in the past but now they were nothing

into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and accelerated

zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops

Was Cecilia crying?

at the exhaust

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

His heart sank.

instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced his beautiful

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

had no intention of revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

brow and

and explained,

“Mr. Evans,

back to the hotel first.

well. He turned to Cathy and grinned, “It looks 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

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

he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

his shackles and give

could he

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held between his

demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of numerous

was no hint that he

made his way to the

his surprise evident, but

intense confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured a

discussing Alexis’ condition as usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived half an hour earlier, you

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

Waylen smiled, “Tea for Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended up

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 admire you. If you and Rena reconcile,

flipped

back at Mark, who was calmly

Our family is quite open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

sat up, rubbing her

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

specially purchased the talisman

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

about Elvira’s upcoming court

a moment and whispered, “Just

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of that

bid farewell to the hospital’s

a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn

Mark brought along

distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a

feel a touch

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

together will surely bring you closer. Edwin is

urging Mark to join him for a drink.

Mark was nobody’s fool.

demonstrated remarkable flexibility, being kind to Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this

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