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

though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I

Mark sensed the

up as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific

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 chose not

Mark’s complexion paled.

a smile. “Don’t talk such

“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

Cecilia held her emotions in

chess, while I prefer fast food and I even enjoy nightclubs. 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. So, what do you want

Mark’s heart ached.

he not grasp that she

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their relationship was passionate

worldly, would have thought that he’d eventually marry

indeed

he had failed her in

to hold her

“I’m sorry, I lost my composure. If you wish to

have your secretary contact me.

gently inquired, “Is it alright for me

appeared visibly taken

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

didn’t press

without any ulterior motives. He

with someone. There were

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and opened the

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s subordinates and also his

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

taking his female subordinate

Mark was nothing but an insufferable

Cecilia and noticed the car

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

there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that you’ve never

Mark fell silent.

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

her car, fastened her seatbelt, and

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

Was Cecilia crying?

pursed his lips, gazing at the exhaust fumes from

is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler?

His heart sank.

adopting an impassive expression when

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

intention of revealing

Cathy smiled subtly.

brow and chastised

and

“Mr. Evans, what do

back to the hotel first. I’ll go

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

Cathy away, while Mark stood in the parking lot,

shedding tears, he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

could he

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette

exceptional, attracting the gaze of

no hint that he was over

the ward and knocked

surprise evident, but he maintained

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

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

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 still can’t fathom how you

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly admire you. If you and Rena reconcile, you’ll have

flipped

calmly sipping on his water like an

you, so you’re free

Blind date…

glass caused his fingers to

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

had specially purchased the

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

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

moment and whispered, “Just to be safe,

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

vowed never to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands

bid farewell to the hospital’s care.

on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious

brought along some delightful toys for

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a

help but feel a

and voiced, “You ought to mention me more frequently. The boy seems

more time together will surely bring you closer.

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended

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