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.

the drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve been faring these past two

that moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped a

of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of

seemed light but Mark sensed

princess, she lacked any specific skills

learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I

Mark’s complexion paled.

maintain a smile.

If that’s the case, how could you engage

held her emotions

nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right for each other, and I didn’t

Mark’s heart ached.

not grasp that she expressed

She should resent him.

so well. Their relationship

inexperienced or worldly, would

indeed contemplated marrying

he had failed her

hold her hand, yet

I lost my composure. If you wish

contact me. I’ll

alright for me to visit

visibly

the Fowler family were

didn’t press her

any ulterior motives.

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened the door, she

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

expression contorted into a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business

Mark was

Cecilia and noticed the

brow and approached Cecilia, stating, “I brought her

there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim

Mark fell silent.

in the past but now they were nothing

further. She got into her car,

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

Was Cecilia crying?

at the exhaust

the vehicle and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between

His heart sank.

instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced his beautiful female

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

intention of revealing

Cathy smiled subtly.

his brow and chastised the driver, “Why did you bring the

and

Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do

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

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, I’ll take you out for some drinks tonight. Czanch is

stood in

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

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

free from his shackles and give

could he

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette

exceptional,

no hint that he

made his way to the ward and knocked on the

evident, but he maintained

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

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

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

Waylen smiled, “Tea for Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

have a child with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly admire you. If

nonchalantly flipped

calmly sipping on his water like an old

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… As for Cecilia, my mother has arranged a blind date for her and she

Blind date…

on the glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

sat up, rubbing her eyes, she called out

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

had specially purchased the

keen eye and noticed this gesture. He said calmly, “You’re

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

moment and whispered, “Just to be

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Alexis suffer

bid farewell

Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron,

along

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying

feel a

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

smile, Juliette chimed in, “Spending more time together will

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason

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