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.

said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve been faring

that moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped

a subtle lift of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing remarkably

seemed light but Mark sensed the

a pampered princess, she lacked any

like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my pregnancy a secret from you? Or why I chose not to have

Mark’s complexion paled.

he managed to maintain a smile.

treated me like a child, haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage

great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions in

differences 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

Mark’s heart ached.

was worlds apart from her. How could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments

She should resent him.

then, they got along so well.

whether inexperienced or worldly, would have thought

indeed

failed

her hand, yet she

composure, she said, “I’m sorry, I

have your secretary contact

alright for me to

appeared visibly taken

and the Fowler family were

didn’t press her

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

been a long time since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone.

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and

Mark’s car

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate

was nothing but

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed the

approached Cecilia, stating,

explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that you’ve

Mark fell silent.

the past but now they were nothing more than

into her car,

glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing down her

Was Cecilia crying?

at

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

His heart sank.

impassive expression when he faced

“Misunderstanding?

had no intention of 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

Evans, what

back to the hotel first. I’ll

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

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

tears, he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

break free from his shackles and give

he do that

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held between

and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the

was no hint that he

to the ward and

it, his surprise evident, but he maintained

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

Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived half

hesitated briefly before replying, “I

“Tea for Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

a child 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, you’ll have two weddings in one go… Ican’t compare

nonchalantly flipped

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

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

Blind date…

the glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

she sat up, rubbing her eyes,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

specially purchased the talisman

and noticed this gesture. He said calmly,

about Elvira’s upcoming court date. Waylen provided him with

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

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

let Rena or Alexis suffer

bid farewell to the

on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly anticipating

arrival, Mark brought along some delightful toys for

Edwin appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in

feel a touch of

voiced, “You

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

decided to be the bigger man, urging Mark to join

Mark was nobody’s fool.

impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind

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