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.

“Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve

that moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a

nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I

but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

pampered princess, she lacked

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

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

you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage

held her

us. You enjoy tea and chess, while I prefer fast food and I even enjoy nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans,

Mark’s heart ached.

How could he not grasp that she

She should resent him.

they got along so well. Their relationship

inexperienced or worldly, would have thought

had indeed contemplated

he had failed her in the

her hand, yet she

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

contact

inquired, “Is it alright for me

appeared visibly

decline but the Evans family and the Fowler

didn’t press her

her today, without any ulterior motives. He merely

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates and also

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

female subordinate on a

was nothing

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed

furrowed his brow and approached Cecilia,

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

Mark fell silent.

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

into her car, fastened

zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what seemed

Was Cecilia crying?

his lips, gazing at

and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler? Would you like me to clarify things

His heart sank.

impassive expression when

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

had no intention of revealing his past

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

embarrassed and explained, “Miss

Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do we

replied, “You head back to the hotel first.

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

stood in the

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

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

yearned to break free from his shackles and give her a family, so

could he do

No, he couldn’t.

a cigarette delicately held between

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze

no hint that he was

way to the ward and knocked

it, his surprise evident, but

have forgotten the intense confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle

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

hesitated briefly before replying, “I did see her. We

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.

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 in one go… Ican’t compare to

nonchalantly flipped through some

glanced back at Mark, who was calmly sipping on his water like an

so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle… As for

Blind date…

glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

sat up, rubbing her eyes,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

her bedside, lifted Alexis into his arms, kissed her gently,

specially purchased the talisman

had a keen eye and noticed this gesture. He said calmly,

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

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

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

suffer at the hands of

Alexis bid farewell to

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

Mark brought along some delightful toys for

cradled in Cecilia’s arms,

couldn’t help but feel a

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

chimed in, “Spending more time together will surely bring

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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