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.

softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve been faring

that moment, Cecilia’s

out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing remarkably well,

words seemed light but Mark sensed

pampered princess, she lacked any specific

like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then

Mark’s complexion paled.

he managed to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk

that’s the case, how could you engage in

great restraint, 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

Mark’s heart ached.

grasp

She should resent him.

they got along so well. Their

would have

had indeed

had failed her in the

hold her hand, yet she

she said, “I’m sorry, I lost

have your secretary contact me. I’ll make

gently inquired, “Is it alright for me to visit the

appeared visibly

and the Fowler family were related through her

press her

without any ulterior motives. He merely wanted to talk

an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no hidden agendas,

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened

of Mark’s car slid down, revealing a mature and stunning woman seated

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s subordinates and also

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

was nothing but an

after Cecilia and noticed the car

Cecilia,

anything to me. Besides…

Mark fell silent.

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

She got into her car, fastened her

zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the

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

His heart sank.

impassive

smile, he inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s

revealing his past relationship

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

driver felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson requested

then addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do

head back to the hotel

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

Mark stood in the parking

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

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

could he do that

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held between

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze

hint that he was over

made his way to the ward and knocked on the

evident,

the intense confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured a

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

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

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

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

share with her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly

flipped

back at Mark, who was calmly

use Edwin to control you, so

Blind date…

on the glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

woke up. As she sat up,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

his arms, kissed her gently, and then

specially purchased the talisman

a keen eye and noticed this gesture.

Waylen in a hushed tone about

and whispered, “Just to be safe, I’ll

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands

Alexis bid farewell to the

gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn

Mark brought along some delightful

distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a timid

help but feel a touch

gazed at Cecilia, his eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention me more frequently. The boy seems distant

together

bigger man, urging Mark to join

Mark was nobody’s fool.

remarkable flexibility, being kind to Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it was also about

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