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.

the drink and said softly, “Cecilia,

Cecilia’s heart skipped

a subtle lift of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been

but Mark

grown up as a pampered princess, she

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

a

that’s the case, how could you engage in

Cecilia held her emotions

I even enjoy nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we

Mark’s heart ached.

from her. How could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her resentment towards

She should resent him.

they got along so well. Their relationship was

would have

had indeed contemplated

failed her in

her hand, yet she

said, “I’m sorry, I lost

contact me. I’ll

alright for me

appeared visibly taken

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

press

ulterior motives. He merely wanted to talk to

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened the door, she suddenly

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

mind, Mark was nothing

trailed after Cecilia and noticed the car window

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

anything to me. Besides…

Mark fell silent.

the past but now they were nothing more than

got into her car,

him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing

Was Cecilia crying?

at the exhaust

Evans, is there a misunderstanding between

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when

inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s merely

had no intention of revealing his past relationship

Cathy smiled subtly.

brow and chastised the driver,

embarrassed and

“Mr. Evans, what do

back to the hotel

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.

escorted Cathy away, while Mark stood in the parking

seen Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

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

could he do

No, he couldn’t.

crossed the road, a cigarette delicately held between his

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of

no hint that he was over

the ward and knocked

surprise evident, but he maintained a

Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured a glass of

Alexis’ condition as usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if

hesitated briefly before replying, “I

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

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

child with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit,

nonchalantly flipped

glanced back at Mark, who was calmly sipping on his

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…

glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

up,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

kissed her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from his pocket and placed it around her

purchased the talisman

eye and noticed this gesture. He said calmly,

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

whispered, “Just to

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

vowed never to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the

Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s care.

business trip

along some

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

but feel a touch of

his eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention me more

more time together will surely bring you

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it was

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