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 wondered how you’ve been faring these past two

moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped

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

Mark sensed the

up as a pampered princess, she lacked any

to inquire 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

Mark’s complexion paled.

a smile. “Don’t talk such

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

held

nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans,

Mark’s heart ached.

grasp that

She should resent him.

so well. Their relationship was

woman, whether inexperienced or worldly, would

indeed contemplated

he had failed her in the

to hold her

sorry, I lost my composure. If you

your secretary contact

inquired, “Is it alright for me to visit

appeared visibly taken

but the Evans family and the Fowler family were related through her brother

didn’t press her

any ulterior

been a long time since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone.

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and opened the door, she

Mark’s car slid down,

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

mind, Mark was nothing but

trailed after Cecilia and noticed the car window

his brow and approached Cecilia, stating, “I brought her here

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

Mark fell silent.

in the past but now they were nothing more

further. She got into her car, fastened her

Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing

Was Cecilia crying?

at the

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

His heart sank.

head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when

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

no intention of revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

his brow and chastised the driver, “Why

felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson

Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do we

nonchalantly replied, “You head back to the hotel first. I’ll

Mark’s intentions well. He turned to Cathy and grinned, “It looks like Mr. Evans will be staying at Miss Gordon’s place tonight. It’s a chance for us to relax a bit… Cathy,

Mark stood in the parking lot,

tears, he knew

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

he

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held between his

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the

that he

way to the

evident, but he maintained a courteous

exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured

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

before replying, “I

leaning against the sofa, Waylen smiled, “Tea for Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended up together all

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly admire you. If you and

flipped through

Mark, who was calmly

lightly, “There’s no need to envy me. Our family is quite open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle…

Blind date…

on the glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

Alexis woke up. As she sat up, rubbing her eyes,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

lifted Alexis into his arms, kissed her gently,

had specially purchased the talisman for

a keen eye and noticed this gesture. He said

asked Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s

for a moment and whispered, “Just to be

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of

bid farewell to the hospital’s care.

business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended

along some delightful toys for

rather distant, continuously cradled

but feel a touch

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

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

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind

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