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 been

moment, Cecilia’s heart

a subtle lift of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing

but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

up as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

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

child, haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could

Cecilia held her emotions in

at all the differences 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 our past behind. So, what do

Mark’s heart ached.

he not grasp

She should resent him.

along so well. Their relationship was passionate

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

had indeed

failed her in the

to hold her hand, yet

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

contact me. I’ll make

“Is it alright for me to visit

appeared visibly

but the Evans family and the Fowler family were related

press her any

had chanced upon her today, without any ulterior

time since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and opened the door, she suddenly

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy while still seeking affection

was nothing

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed

furrowed his brow and approached Cecilia, stating, “I

responded calmly, “Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that

Mark fell silent.

in the past but now they were nothing more than

She got into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and accelerated

past him, Mark glimpsed what

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust fumes from

“Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler?

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he

composed smile, he inquired, “Misunderstanding?

had no intention of revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

witnessed the 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

head back to the hotel first. I’ll go see

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

stood in the parking

knew that her love for him

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

could he

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette delicately held between

demeanor were exceptional, attracting

was no hint that he was

to the ward and

his surprise evident, but he maintained a

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

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

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

different. I still can’t fathom how

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

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…

flipped

at Mark, who was calmly sipping on

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 mother has

Blind date…

glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

she sat up, rubbing

Mark truly adored Alexis.

arms, kissed her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from

had specially purchased the

keen eye and noticed this gesture.

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

for a moment and whispered, “Just to be safe,

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Rena or Alexis suffer at the

farewell to the hospital’s

family gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never

along some delightful toys for

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a

couldn’t help but feel a

his eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention

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

decided to be the bigger man, urging Mark to join him for a drink.

Mark was nobody’s fool.

flexibility, being kind to Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness

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