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 these

moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a

she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had

light but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

up as a pampered princess,

to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was

Mark’s complexion paled.

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

“Childish? You’ve always treated me like a 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

held her emotions

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

Mark’s heart ached.

from her. How could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her resentment

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their

would have thought that he’d

had indeed contemplated

failed her

to hold her hand,

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

have your secretary contact me. I’ll make

gently inquired, “Is it alright for

appeared visibly

decline but the Evans family and the Fowler family were related

didn’t press

chanced upon her today, without any ulterior motives.

conversation with someone. There were

Cecilia hurriedly left.

she reached her car and opened the door, she suddenly

Mark’s car slid down, revealing a mature

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy while still seeking

was nothing but an

Cecilia and noticed the

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

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

Mark fell silent.

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

further. She got into her car,

the red sports car zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what

Was Cecilia crying?

at the exhaust fumes

there a misunderstanding between

His heart sank.

an impassive expression when he faced his beautiful

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

of revealing his past relationship

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson

Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do we

replied, “You head back to the hotel first. I’ll

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,

in the parking lot,

seen Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

from his shackles and give her a family, so she

he

No, he couldn’t.

the road, a cigarette delicately held between his

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of numerous

no hint that he was over

his way to the ward

opened it, his surprise evident, but he maintained

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

Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if

before replying, “I did

Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I

flipped through some

who was calmly sipping on his water like an

remarked lightly, “There’s 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

Blind date…

on the glass caused his fingers to

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

up, rubbing her eyes, she called

Mark truly adored Alexis.

arms, kissed her gently, and

purchased the

a keen eye and noticed this

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

for a moment and whispered, “Just to

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Rena or Alexis suffer

Alexis bid farewell to

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

along

continuously cradled in

feel

brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention me more

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

to join him for

Mark was nobody’s fool.

he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it

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