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.

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

moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a

though nothing out of

but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

up as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific

you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess

Mark’s complexion paled.

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

Cecilia held her emotions in

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

Mark’s heart ached.

How could he not grasp that

She should resent him.

they got along so well. Their relationship was passionate

would have thought that

indeed contemplated marrying

failed her in the

her hand,

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

your secretary contact

inquired, “Is it alright for me to visit the

appeared visibly taken

Evans family and the Fowler family

didn’t press

today, without any ulterior motives. He merely wanted

with someone. There were no hidden

Cecilia hurriedly left.

her car and opened the door, she

the other side, the back window of Mark’s car

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

incredulous— taking his female subordinate on

was nothing

and noticed

brow and approached Cecilia,

there’s no need to explain anything to

Mark fell silent.

they had a one-night stand in the past but now they

into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and

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

Was Cecilia crying?

pursed his lips, gazing at the

and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and

His heart sank.

impassive expression when he faced his

inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s merely standing up

no intention of revealing his past relationship

Cathy smiled subtly.

wiped his brow and chastised the driver, “Why

felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson requested

Evans, what

“You head back to the

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 relax a bit… Cathy, I’ll take you out for some drinks tonight. Czanch is not as

Cathy away, while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking

tears, he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

give her a family, so she wouldn’t have to

he do

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held between his slender

demeanor were exceptional, attracting

hint that

to the ward and knocked on the

his surprise evident, but he maintained a

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

fact, if you had arrived

replying, “I

different. I still can’t fathom how

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But

flipped through some

back at Mark, who was calmly sipping

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 for Cecilia, my mother

Blind date…

glass caused his fingers to

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

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

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

specially purchased the

keen eye and noticed this

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

a moment and whispered, “Just to

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged

later, Alexis bid farewell

being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a

arrival, Mark brought along some delightful

appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a timid

feel a touch

at Cecilia, his eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention me more frequently.

smile, Juliette chimed in, “Spending more time together will surely bring you closer. Edwin is

to join him for a drink. Waylen, too, was

Mark was nobody’s fool.

fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The

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