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.

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

Cecilia’s heart skipped a

she spoke as though nothing out

but Mark sensed

as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk

If that’s the case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship with me? Were you

great restraint, Cecilia held her

between us. You enjoy tea and 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

Mark’s heart ached.

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

She should resent him.

so well. Their

woman, whether inexperienced or worldly, would have

had indeed

had failed her in the

wanted to hold her

she said, “I’m sorry, I

contact me.

gently inquired, “Is it alright for me to visit

visibly taken

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

press her

ulterior motives. He merely wanted to talk to

time since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no hidden

Cecilia hurriedly left.

and

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, 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 intimacy while still seeking affection

was

after Cecilia and noticed

furrowed his brow and approached Cecilia,

Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me.

Mark fell silent.

was true, they had a one-night stand in the past but now they were nothing more

got into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and accelerated

car zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing down her

Was Cecilia crying?

lips, gazing at the exhaust fumes

“Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler? Would you like me

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced his beautiful female

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

had no intention of revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

scene. He wiped his brow and chastised

driver felt embarrassed and explained, “Miss

Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do

head back to

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. Czanch is not

while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking three

tears, he knew that

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

from his shackles and give

he do that

No, he couldn’t.

a cigarette

exceptional, attracting the gaze of numerous

that he was over

his way to the ward and knocked

surprise evident, but he maintained

warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as

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

hesitated briefly before replying,

Not Slurpees? You two are so different. I still

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,

flipped through some

was calmly sipping on

to envy me. Our family is quite open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free

Blind date…

on the glass caused his

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

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

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

specially purchased the talisman

keen eye and noticed this gesture. He said

asked Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming

pondered for a moment and whispered, “Just to

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Alexis suffer

later, Alexis bid farewell to

that Mark being on a business

along some delightful toys

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying a

but feel

brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You

a warm smile, Juliette chimed in, “Spending more time together will

bigger man, urging Mark to

Mark was nobody’s fool.

beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond

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