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.

“Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how

moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped

though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing

seemed light but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

up as a pampered princess, she lacked

would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how

Mark’s complexion paled.

to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk such

Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship with me? Were you simply bored with your bunch

Cecilia held her

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 I didn’t push you further. I heeded your words and left our past

Mark’s heart ached.

worlds apart from her. How could he not grasp that she expressed these

She should resent him.

they got along so well. Their

woman, whether inexperienced or worldly, would have thought that he’d

had indeed contemplated marrying

he had failed her

wanted to hold her hand,

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

secretary contact

alright for me to visit the Fowlers’

visibly taken

and the Fowler family were related through her

didn’t press her any

any ulterior motives.

since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone.

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened the door, she suddenly

side, the back window of Mark’s car slid down, revealing a

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Mark’s subordinates and also his

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy while still seeking affection from his old

mind, Mark was nothing but an

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed the car

furrowed his brow and approached Cecilia,

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

Mark fell silent.

stand in the past but now they were nothing

her car, fastened

Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently tracing

Was Cecilia crying?

pursed his lips, gazing at the

subordinate Cathy alighted from the vehicle and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and

His heart sank.

head, instantly adopting an impassive

inquired, “Misunderstanding?

intention of revealing

Cathy smiled subtly.

wiped his brow and chastised

embarrassed and explained,

then addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what

replied, “You head back to

Gordon’s place tonight. It’s a chance for us to relax a bit… Cathy, I’ll take you out for some drinks

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

shedding tears, he knew that her

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

free from his shackles and give her a family, so she wouldn’t have to weep

could he do

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette

demeanor were exceptional, attracting the

no hint that he was

his way to the

evident, but

demeanor exuded warmth, akin to

“In fact, if you had arrived half an hour

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

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

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

maintained 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 reconcile, you’ll have two weddings in one

nonchalantly flipped through some

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

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

Blind date…

on the glass caused his fingers to

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she called out

Mark truly adored Alexis.

to her bedside, lifted Alexis into his arms, kissed her gently,

had specially purchased the

and noticed this gesture. He said calmly, “You’re

in a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming court date. Waylen provided him with

and whispered, “Just to be

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Rena or Alexis suffer at

sunrises later, Alexis bid farewell

orchestrated an exquisite family gathering. Given that Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly anticipating

arrival, Mark brought along some delightful

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

couldn’t help but feel a

at Cecilia, his eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention me more frequently. The boy

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

the bigger man, urging Mark to join him for a

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 Rena; it was

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