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.

softly, “Cecilia,

Cecilia’s heart

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

words seemed light but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

princess, she lacked

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

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

haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship with

great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions in

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

Mark’s heart ached.

How could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their relationship was passionate and

worldly, would have thought that he’d

had indeed

failed her

to hold her hand,

said, “I’m sorry, I lost my

contact me. I’ll make

for

appeared visibly

the Fowler family were related

press her any

ulterior motives. He merely wanted to talk to

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

she reached her car and

window of Mark’s car slid down, revealing a mature and stunning woman

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates and also

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

her mind, Mark was nothing

after Cecilia and

and approached Cecilia, stating, “I brought her

anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that you’ve never been

Mark fell silent.

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

further. She got into her car, fastened her

Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing down her

Was Cecilia crying?

pursed his lips, gazing at the exhaust fumes from

Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you

His heart sank.

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

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

of revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

brow and chastised the driver, “Why

driver felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson requested

Evans, what do we do

to the hotel first. I’ll go see

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

while Mark stood in the parking lot,

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

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

could he

No, he couldn’t.

crossed the road, a cigarette delicately

exceptional, attracting the

was no hint that he was over

his way to the ward and

it, his surprise evident, but he

in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to

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

briefly before replying, “I did see

are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended up together all those years ago… You two. don’t match

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

flipped

glanced back at Mark, who was calmly sipping on his

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 has arranged a blind date for her and she

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused his fingers to

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

up, rubbing her eyes, she called out

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

had specially purchased the talisman for

noticed this gesture. He

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

whispered, “Just

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

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

farewell to

gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron,

brought along

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s

feel a touch

gazed at Cecilia, his eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention

together will surely bring you closer.

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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