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.

placed a straw in the drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always

Cecilia’s heart skipped a

out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing remarkably

but Mark sensed the

grown up as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills

Evans, what would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why

Mark’s complexion paled.

a smile. “Don’t talk such

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 sought something

great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions

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 didn’t push you further. I

Mark’s heart ached.

could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her resentment towards

She should resent him.

then, they got along so well. Their

worldly, would have thought that

indeed contemplated marrying

had failed her in the

her hand,

“I’m sorry, I lost

secretary contact

alright for me

appeared visibly taken

the Evans family and the Fowler family were related

press her any

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

with someone. There were no hidden agendas,

Cecilia hurriedly left.

reached her car and

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

mind, Mark was nothing but an insufferable

Mark trailed after Cecilia and

his brow and approached Cecilia, stating, “I

to explain anything to me. Besides… Can

Mark fell silent.

had a one-night stand in the past but now

nothing further. She got into her car, fastened

Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently

Was Cecilia crying?

lips, gazing at the exhaust

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

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he

he inquired, “Misunderstanding?

intention of revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

driver felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson requested

addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do we do

back to the

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

while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking three

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

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

from his shackles and give

could he do

No, he couldn’t.

a cigarette delicately held between

were exceptional, attracting the gaze of

no hint that he

the ward and knocked on the

evident, but he

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

“In fact, if

cup delicately, Mark hesitated briefly before replying, “I

are so different. I still can’t fathom

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

a smile. “Regardless, I have a child with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit, I

flipped

who was calmly

control you, so you’re free

Blind date…

grip on the glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

up,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

to her bedside, lifted Alexis into his arms, kissed her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from his pocket and placed it

had specially purchased the talisman

and noticed this gesture. He

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

whispered, “Just to

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

never to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands

Alexis bid farewell

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

along some delightful

distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a timid

couldn’t help but feel a touch of

with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention

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

urging Mark to join

Mark was nobody’s fool.

remarkable flexibility, being kind to Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it

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