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.

and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve

that moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped

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

Mark

as a pampered princess, she

a smile and asked, “Mr. Evans, what would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I

Mark’s complexion paled.

managed to maintain a smile.

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 girlfriends and

restraint, Cecilia held her emotions

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

Mark’s heart ached.

could he not grasp that she expressed

She should resent him.

then, they got along so well. Their

woman, whether inexperienced or worldly, would

had indeed contemplated marrying

failed her in

wanted to hold her hand,

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

secretary contact me.

“Is it alright for

appeared visibly taken

Evans family and the Fowler family were related through her brother and Rena’s

press her any

upon her today, without any ulterior motives.

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened

back window of Mark’s car slid down, revealing a

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

of Mark’s subordinates and also

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

mind, Mark was

trailed after Cecilia and

and approached Cecilia, stating, “I brought her here for

need to explain anything to me.

Mark fell silent.

true, they had a one-night stand in the past

She got into her car, fastened her seatbelt,

glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing down her

Was Cecilia crying?

at the exhaust

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

His heart sank.

his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced his beautiful female

“Misunderstanding?

had no intention of revealing

Cathy smiled subtly.

the earlier scene. He wiped his brow and chastised the driver, “Why did

driver felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss

addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what

to the hotel first. I’ll go

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

away, while Mark stood in the parking

he’d seen Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that her love for him

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

from his shackles and give

he

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held between

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze

no hint that he was

his way to the ward and knocked on

surprise evident,

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

if you had arrived half an hour

Mark hesitated briefly before replying, “I

the sofa, Waylen smiled, “Tea for Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended up together all those years ago…

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit, I

flipped through

calmly sipping on his water like an old

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

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

As she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she called

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

purchased the

a keen eye and noticed this gesture. He said

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

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

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

vowed never to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged

bid farewell

orchestrated an exquisite family gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn

arrival, Mark brought along some

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s

feel a touch of

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

more time together will surely bring you closer. Edwin is

to be the bigger man, urging Mark to join him for

Mark was nobody’s fool.

kind to Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason

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