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

lift of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing remarkably well, experiencing

but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills or

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

maintain a smile. “Don’t

how could

Cecilia held

the differences 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,

Mark’s heart ached.

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

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their relationship was passionate

inexperienced or worldly, would have thought that he’d eventually marry

had indeed contemplated marrying

had failed

wanted to hold her hand, yet she

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

your secretary contact

it alright for me

visibly

and the Fowler family were related through her brother and

press

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

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

she reached her car and

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Wilson, one of Mark’s subordinates and also his

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy

was nothing but an

Mark trailed after Cecilia and

Cecilia,

to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that you’ve never been intimate

Mark fell silent.

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

said nothing further. She got into her car,

glimpsed what seemed

Was Cecilia crying?

pursed his lips, gazing at the

from the vehicle and approached him. “Mr. Evans, is there a misunderstanding between you and Miss Fowler? Would you like

His heart sank.

turned his head, instantly adopting an impassive

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

no intention of revealing his past relationship

Cathy smiled subtly.

his brow and chastised the driver, “Why did you bring the car

and explained,

then addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do we

head back to the hotel

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

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

Cecilia shedding tears, he knew

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

break free from his shackles and give her a

he do

No, he couldn’t.

the road, a cigarette delicately held

exceptional, attracting the

that he was over

his way to the ward and knocked on the

it, his surprise evident, but he maintained a

His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as

eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived half an hour earlier, you would

the cup delicately, Mark hesitated briefly before replying, “I did see

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

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

her still exists. But I must admit, I greatly admire you. If you and Rena reconcile, you’ll have two

flipped through some

back at Mark, who was calmly sipping on his

won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle… As for Cecilia, my mother

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

Alexis woke up. As she sat up,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

purchased the talisman for

eye and noticed this

Mark asked Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming court date. Waylen provided him with all the relevant

a moment and whispered, “Just to be safe, I’ll use my

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of

later, Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s care.

on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation, never truly anticipating

brought along some delightful toys for

appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s

couldn’t help but feel a

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

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

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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