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.

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

Cecilia’s heart skipped

a subtle lift of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary

light but Mark sensed

a pampered princess, she lacked any specific

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 chose not to have

Mark’s complexion paled.

managed to maintain a smile. “Don’t

“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

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

Mark’s heart ached.

could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her resentment

She should resent him.

well. Their relationship was passionate

would have thought that he’d eventually marry

indeed contemplated

had failed her in the

to hold her hand, yet

her composure, she said, “I’m sorry, I lost my

your secretary contact me.

gently inquired, “Is it alright for me

appeared visibly

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

press her any

ulterior

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

her car and opened the door,

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

his female subordinate

was

Mark trailed after Cecilia and

Cecilia, stating, “I

to explain anything to me.

Mark fell silent.

was true, they had a one-night stand in the

into her

him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently

Was Cecilia crying?

lips, gazing at the exhaust fumes

Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler? Would you like me to clarify things for

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression

“Misunderstanding? She’s merely standing up for

revealing his past

Cathy smiled subtly.

his brow

driver felt embarrassed and explained,

Evans, what do we do

to the hotel first. I’ll go

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

stood in the

seen Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

from his shackles and give her a

could he

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held

were exceptional, attracting the gaze

that he

the ward and knocked

surprise evident, but

akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he

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

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

Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended up together all those years ago… You

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

the glass, Mark maintained a smile. “Regardless, I have a child with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her

nonchalantly flipped through some

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

Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle… As for Cecilia, my mother has arranged a blind date for her and she

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

she sat up, rubbing

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

specially purchased the

noticed this gesture. He

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

pondered for a moment and whispered, “Just to be safe,

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

never to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands

Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s

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

brought along

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

feel a touch

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

“Spending more time together will surely bring you closer. Edwin is such

to be the bigger man, urging Mark to join him for a

Mark was nobody’s fool.

beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it was also about

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