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, I’ve always

moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a

though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been

but Mark sensed the

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

further but Cecilia offered a smile and asked, “Mr. Evans, what would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my pregnancy a secret from you? Or why I chose not to have an

Mark’s complexion paled.

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

said, “Childish? You’ve always treated me like a child, haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you

held her

to two different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right for each other, and I didn’t

Mark’s heart ached.

not grasp that she expressed these sentiments

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their

whether inexperienced or worldly, would have thought that he’d eventually marry

had indeed contemplated

he had failed

to hold her hand,

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

secretary contact

for

appeared visibly

decline but the Evans family and the Fowler family

press her

any ulterior

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s subordinates and also his

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy while still seeking

her mind, Mark was nothing but

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed the car

approached Cecilia, stating,

need to explain anything to me. Besides…

Mark fell silent.

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

said nothing further. She got into her car, fastened

red sports car zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust fumes

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

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression

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

revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

felt embarrassed and explained,

addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what

back to the hotel first. I’ll go

a chance for us to relax a bit… Cathy, I’ll take

Cathy away, while Mark stood in the

Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

he do

No, he couldn’t.

the road, a cigarette delicately held

exceptional, attracting the gaze of numerous

hint that he was

to the ward and

opened it, his surprise evident, but he maintained a courteous

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

usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you

replying, “I did see her. We had

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.

her, Edwin. One 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

nonchalantly flipped through some

who was calmly sipping on his water like an old

won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re

Blind date…

on the glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

Alexis woke up. As she sat up, rubbing her

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

purchased

keen eye and noticed this gesture. He

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

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

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged woman

Alexis bid farewell to

that Mark being on a business trip

Mark brought along some delightful toys

appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s

help but feel

voiced, “You ought to mention me more frequently. The boy

more time together will surely

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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