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

moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a

though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I

Mark sensed the complexity beneath

pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills or

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

a smile.

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

Cecilia held her

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

Mark’s heart ached.

worlds apart from her. How could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show

She should resent him.

then, they got along so well. Their relationship was

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

had indeed contemplated marrying

he had failed her

to hold her

composure, she said, “I’m sorry, I lost my

secretary contact me. I’ll

“Is it alright for me to visit

visibly

decline but the Evans family and the

press her

had chanced upon her today, without any ulterior motives. He merely wanted

been a long time since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no hidden agendas,

Cecilia hurriedly left.

she reached her car and opened the

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate

her mind, Mark was nothing but an

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed the car

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

to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim

Mark fell silent.

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

her car, fastened her seatbelt, and accelerated

zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing down

Was Cecilia crying?

his lips, gazing at the

subordinate Cathy alighted from the vehicle and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced his beautiful

“Misunderstanding? She’s

of revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

earlier scene. He wiped his brow

and explained, “Miss Wilson

addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do

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

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 when

while Mark stood in

Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

give her

he do

No, he couldn’t.

a cigarette delicately held between

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze

no hint that he was over

his way to the ward and

it, his surprise evident,

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

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

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

“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.

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

flipped through some

at Mark, who was calmly sipping on his water like

family 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

Blind date…

glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

up. As she sat up, rubbing her eyes,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

purchased

noticed this gesture. He said calmly, “You’re so

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

a moment and whispered, “Just to be

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

never to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged woman

farewell to the hospital’s care.

being on a business

arrival, Mark brought along some

appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s

help but feel a touch

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

warm smile, Juliette chimed in, “Spending more time together will surely bring you closer. Edwin is such a good-natured

urging Mark to join him for a

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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