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 faring

Cecilia’s heart skipped a

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

words seemed light but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

grown up as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk

her gaze 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 relationship with me? Were you simply bored with your bunch of girlfriends and sought something

Cecilia held her

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.

Mark’s heart ached.

was worlds apart from her. How could he not grasp that she

She should resent him.

then, they got along so well. Their

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

indeed contemplated marrying

he had failed her

hold her hand,

I lost

have your secretary contact me. I’ll make

gently inquired, “Is it alright for

visibly

the

press

without any ulterior motives. He merely wanted to

since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no hidden agendas, just a man and

Cecilia hurriedly left.

her car and opened

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s subordinates and also

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

was

trailed after Cecilia and

and approached Cecilia, stating, “I brought

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

Mark fell silent.

one-night stand in the past but now they were

her car,

glimpsed what seemed like

Was Cecilia crying?

his lips, gazing at the exhaust fumes

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

His heart sank.

adopting an impassive expression when he faced his

he inquired, “Misunderstanding?

revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

approached, having witnessed the earlier scene. He wiped his brow and chastised the driver, “Why did you bring the

felt embarrassed and

addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans,

“You head back to the hotel

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, I’ll take you out for some drinks tonight. Czanch is not as lively as Duefron when it

escorted Cathy away, while Mark stood in the

shedding tears, he knew that her

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

could he

No, he couldn’t.

crossed the road, a cigarette delicately held between his slender

demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze

was no hint that he

made his way to the ward and

evident, but he

His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a

discussing Alexis’ condition as usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived

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

sofa, Waylen smiled, “Tea for Cecilia? Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t fathom how you

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

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

who was calmly sipping on his

family is quite open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle…

Blind date…

glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

As she sat up, rubbing her eyes,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

her bedside, lifted Alexis into his arms, kissed her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from his pocket and placed it around her

had specially purchased the

this

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

and whispered, “Just to be safe, I’ll use

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged woman

Alexis bid farewell to

an exquisite family gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a

brought along some delightful toys

Edwin appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a

help but feel

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

Juliette chimed in, “Spending more time together will

to be the bigger man, urging Mark to join

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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