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.

“Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve been faring these past

Cecilia’s heart skipped a

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

Mark sensed the

up as a pampered princess,

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

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

the case, how could you engage in an intimate

Cecilia held

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

Mark’s heart ached.

from her. How could he not grasp that

She should resent him.

along so well. Their relationship was

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

had indeed

had failed her

to hold her hand, yet

I lost my

have your secretary contact me. I’ll make

for me to

visibly taken

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

press

ulterior

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

she reached her car and

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with

Mark was

trailed after Cecilia and noticed

approached Cecilia, stating, “I brought her here for

Cecilia responded calmly, “Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to

Mark fell silent.

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

her car, fastened

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

Was Cecilia crying?

his lips, gazing at the

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.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he

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

no intention of revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson

Evans,

head back to the hotel first. I’ll go

knew Mark’s intentions 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

in the parking lot, smoking

tears, he knew that

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

he

No, he couldn’t.

a cigarette delicately held between his slender

demeanor were exceptional, attracting

hint that

his way to the ward

surprise evident, but

have forgotten the 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 would have

the cup delicately, Mark hesitated briefly before replying,

so different. I still can’t

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

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 I must admit,

nonchalantly flipped

who was calmly sipping on his water like an old

We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue

Blind date…

grip on the glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

sat up, rubbing her

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

purchased the talisman for

eye and noticed this gesture. He

Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s

a moment and whispered, “Just to be safe, I’ll

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

or Alexis suffer at

farewell to

a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never

Mark brought along some delightful toys for

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms,

feel a touch

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

warm smile, Juliette chimed in, “Spending more time together will surely

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it was also

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