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

Cecilia’s heart skipped a

out of the ordinary had

words seemed light but Mark sensed

a pampered princess,

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

managed to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk

treated me like a child, haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage in an

restraint, Cecilia held her emotions in

even enjoy nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right for each

Mark’s heart ached.

not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their

inexperienced or worldly, would have

had indeed contemplated

failed her

to hold her hand, yet she

“I’m sorry, I lost my composure.

have your secretary contact me. I’ll

“Is it alright for me to visit

visibly taken

and the

didn’t press her any

any ulterior motives.

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and opened

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

expression contorted into a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy while still seeking affection

mind, Mark was nothing but an

after Cecilia and noticed the

and approached Cecilia, stating,

Cecilia responded calmly, “Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me.

Mark fell silent.

one-night stand in the past but now they were nothing more

got into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and accelerated

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

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust fumes from

alighted from 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.

head, instantly adopting an impassive expression

“Misunderstanding? She’s merely standing

intention of revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

driver felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson

then addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans,

nonchalantly replied, “You head back to

“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

Mark stood in the parking

shedding tears, he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

to break free from his shackles and give her

he do

No, he couldn’t.

the road, a cigarette delicately held between his

were exceptional, attracting

no hint that he was

the ward and knocked on

opened it, his surprise evident, but he maintained

demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a

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

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

different. I still can’t fathom how you ended

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I

nonchalantly flipped

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

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…

on the glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

sat up, rubbing her

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

had specially purchased the

and noticed this gesture.

asked Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming court

whispered, “Just to be safe, I’ll use

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

or Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged

later, Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s

a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly anticipating

Mark brought along some delightful toys for

continuously cradled

feel a

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

time together will surely bring you closer. Edwin

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason

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