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.

in the drink and said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve been faring these past

that moment, Cecilia’s

she spoke as though nothing out of the

but Mark

as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills or

you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my pregnancy a secret from you? Or why

Mark’s complexion paled.

maintain a smile. “Don’t talk such childish

the case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship

great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions in

us. You enjoy tea and chess, while I prefer fast food and I even enjoy nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans,

Mark’s heart ached.

How could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments

She should resent him.

then, they got along so well. Their relationship was

woman, whether inexperienced or worldly, would have

indeed contemplated marrying

had failed her in

to hold her

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

your secretary contact me.

“Is it alright for me to visit

appeared visibly

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

press

had chanced upon her today, without any ulterior motives.

had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and

car slid down, revealing a mature

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

of Mark’s subordinates and also

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

mind, Mark was nothing but an insufferable

trailed after Cecilia and noticed the

approached Cecilia, stating, “I brought her

Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly

Mark fell silent.

was true, they had a one-night stand in the past but now they were

got into her car,

red sports car zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust fumes from

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

His heart sank.

his head, instantly adopting an impassive

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

no intention of revealing his past relationship with

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

driver felt embarrassed and

Evans,

“You head back to

well. He 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

escorted Cathy away, while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking three or four

Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that her love for him still

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

from his shackles and give her

he do that

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette delicately held

were exceptional, attracting the gaze

was no hint that

his way to the ward and knocked on the

his surprise evident, but he maintained a courteous

forgotten the intense confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured a glass

as usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived half an hour earlier, you

replying,

You two are so different. I still can’t

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

share with her still exists. But I must admit, I

flipped through some

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

quite open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

up. As she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she called

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

had specially purchased the

noticed this

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

whispered, “Just to be safe,

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

or Alexis suffer at the hands of that

farewell to

business trip in Duefron,

Mark brought along

rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms,

couldn’t help but feel a touch of

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

in, “Spending more time together will surely

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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