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

moment, Cecilia’s

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

light but Mark sensed the complexity

grown up as a pampered princess, she lacked any

Cecilia offered a smile and asked, “Mr. Evans, what would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and

Mark’s complexion paled.

a smile. “Don’t talk such

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

restraint, Cecilia held her emotions in

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 heeded your words and left

Mark’s heart ached.

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

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their relationship was passionate

would have thought that he’d eventually marry

had indeed contemplated

had failed her in the

her hand, yet she

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

your secretary contact me. I’ll

for me to visit the Fowlers’

appeared visibly

the Evans family and the Fowler family were related through

didn’t press

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

uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no

Cecilia hurriedly left.

reached her car and opened

of Mark’s car slid down, revealing a mature

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

Mark was nothing

Mark trailed after Cecilia and

approached Cecilia,

Cecilia responded calmly, “Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to

Mark fell silent.

a one-night stand in the

nothing further. She got into her car,

Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust

from the vehicle and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler? Would you like me

His heart sank.

impassive expression when he faced his beautiful

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

intention of revealing his past

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

and explained,

addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans,

nonchalantly replied, “You head back to the

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

away, while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking

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

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

free from his shackles and give her a family, so

could he

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette

demeanor were exceptional, attracting

no hint that he was

to the ward and knocked on

evident,

akin to a gentle spring breeze, as

as usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived half an hour earlier, you would have seen

before replying, “I did see her.

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. don’t match at

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

with her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly admire you.

flipped through

Mark, who was calmly

Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

As she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

specially purchased the

a keen eye and noticed this gesture. He

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

a moment and whispered, “Just to

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

or Alexis suffer

Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s care.

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

arrival, Mark brought along

Edwin appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying

but feel

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

a warm smile, Juliette chimed in, “Spending more time together will surely bring you closer. Edwin

urging Mark to join him for a

Mark was nobody’s fool.

the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended

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