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.

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

that moment, Cecilia’s heart

she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

words seemed light but Mark

up as a pampered princess, she

would you like to know? Do you wish to learn

Mark’s complexion paled.

he managed to maintain a smile.

haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage in an intimate

restraint, Cecilia held

Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right for each other,

Mark’s heart ached.

could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments

She should resent him.

so well. Their relationship

woman, whether inexperienced or worldly, would have thought that

indeed contemplated marrying

he had failed her

to hold her hand, yet she

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

have your secretary contact me.

“Is it alright for me to visit the

visibly taken

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

press

chanced upon her today, without any ulterior motives. He merely wanted to

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened the door,

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates and also his

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

into a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate

her mind, Mark was

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed the car

Cecilia, stating, “I brought her here for

calmly, “Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can

Mark fell silent.

one-night stand in the

her car, fastened

him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like

Was Cecilia crying?

his lips, gazing at

vehicle and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you

His heart sank.

adopting an impassive expression

smile, he inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s merely standing up for

intention of revealing his past

Cathy smiled subtly.

He wiped his brow and chastised

and explained, “Miss Wilson requested

Mark, “Mr. Evans, what

replied, “You head back to the hotel first. I’ll

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 comes to

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

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

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

to break free from his shackles and give her a family,

he do

No, he couldn’t.

crossed the road, a cigarette delicately held

exceptional, attracting the

that he

to the ward and knocked

his surprise evident,

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

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

replying, “I did see her. We had tea

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

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

a smile. “Regardless, I have a child with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly admire you. If you and Rena

flipped

glanced back at Mark, who was calmly sipping on

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

Blind date…

glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

woke up. As she sat up,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from

specially purchased the

noticed this gesture.

Mark asked Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s

“Just to be safe,

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

vowed never to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands

farewell

gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly anticipating Mark’s

along some delightful toys

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

but feel a touch

brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You

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

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

being kind to Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond

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