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.

drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve

that moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped

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

seemed light but Mark

up as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills

wanted 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 I

Mark’s complexion paled.

maintain a smile. “Don’t talk such childish

“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

great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions

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.

not grasp that she expressed these sentiments

She should resent him.

then, they got along so well. Their relationship

worldly, would have

had indeed contemplated

had failed her in

her hand,

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

secretary contact me. I’ll make

“Is it alright for me to visit the Fowlers’

visibly

to decline but the Evans family and the Fowler family were related through her brother and Rena’s

press her

any ulterior motives. He

with someone. There were no hidden

Cecilia hurriedly left.

her car and opened the

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

her mind, Mark was

trailed after Cecilia and

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

need 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 now

into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and

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

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at

“Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and

His heart sank.

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

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

revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

wiped his brow and chastised the driver, “Why

and explained,

Evans, what

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

“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

while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking three or

knew that her love

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

he do

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette delicately held between his

demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of

no hint that he was

made his way to the ward

surprise evident, but he

appeared to have forgotten the intense confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin

if you had arrived half an hour earlier, you would have seen

the cup delicately, Mark hesitated briefly before replying, “I

You two are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended

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

flipped through

glanced back at Mark, who was calmly sipping on his water like

remarked 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

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused his fingers to

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

up. As she sat up, rubbing

Mark truly adored Alexis.

his arms, kissed her gently,

purchased the

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

in a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming court date. Waylen provided him with all the

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

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

let Rena or Alexis suffer at

sunrises later, Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s

family gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly

arrival, Mark brought along some

rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying

feel a touch

at Cecilia, his eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You

“Spending more time together will surely bring you

decided to be the bigger man, urging Mark to join him

Mark was nobody’s fool.

beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it was also about the valuable resources Mark held in

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