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.

the drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve been

Cecilia’s

lift of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have

but Mark sensed

pampered princess, she lacked

know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my

Mark’s complexion paled.

maintain a smile. “Don’t talk

you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you

held her emotions in

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

Mark’s heart ached.

grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her

She should resent him.

well. Their relationship was passionate

whether inexperienced or worldly, would have

indeed contemplated

had failed

hold her

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

contact me.

gently inquired, “Is it alright for me to visit the Fowlers’

visibly

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

didn’t press

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

uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were

Cecilia hurriedly left.

reached her car and opened the door, she

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

mind, Mark was

after Cecilia and noticed

his brow and approached Cecilia, stating, “I

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

Mark fell silent.

a one-night stand in the

nothing further. She got into her car, fastened her seatbelt,

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

Was Cecilia crying?

at the exhaust fumes from her

vehicle and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced his

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

had no intention of revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

embarrassed and explained,

addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do we

back to the hotel first. I’ll go see

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 lively as Duefron when it comes to

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

knew that her love for him still

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

his shackles and give her a

could he do

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze

no hint that

to the ward and

evident, but he maintained a

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

hesitated briefly before replying, “I did see her. We had tea

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… You two.

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

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 to that. Ha

nonchalantly flipped through

glanced back at Mark, who was calmly

We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle…

Blind date…

glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

As she sat up,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

his arms, kissed her

specially purchased the talisman for

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

a hushed tone about

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

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands

bid farewell

orchestrated an exquisite family gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never

Mark brought along some delightful

appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in

feel

at Cecilia, his eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You

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

urging Mark to join him for a drink. Waylen,

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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