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.

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 of the ordinary had occurred. “I have been doing

words seemed light but Mark sensed the

princess, she lacked any specific

“Mr. Evans, what would you like to know? Do you wish to learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my

Mark’s complexion paled.

managed to maintain a

said, “Childish? You’ve always treated me like a child, haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship with me? Were you simply bored with

great restraint, Cecilia held her emotions in

at all 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, and I didn’t push you further. I heeded your words and left

Mark’s heart ached.

grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her

She should resent him.

they got along so well. Their relationship

would

had indeed contemplated

had failed her

hold her hand,

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

your secretary contact me. I’ll

it alright for me to

visibly taken

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

press

her today, without any ulterior

had an uncomplicated conversation with

Cecilia hurriedly left.

car and opened the

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

of Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

expression contorted into a sneer. She found Mark’s behavior utterly incredulous— taking his female subordinate on

her mind, Mark was nothing but an insufferable

after Cecilia and noticed the

his brow and approached Cecilia,

Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides… Can you honestly claim that you’ve never been

Mark fell silent.

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

her car, fastened

glimpsed

Was Cecilia crying?

his lips, gazing at the exhaust fumes

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

His heart sank.

impassive expression when

he inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s

intention of revealing

Cathy smiled subtly.

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

and explained, “Miss Wilson requested

“Mr. Evans, what

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

It’s a chance for us to relax a bit… Cathy, I’ll take

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

he knew that her

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

shackles and give her a family, so she

he do

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette

appearance and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of numerous

that he

way to the ward and knocked on the

evident, but he

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

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

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 ago… You two. don’t

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists. But I must admit,

flipped

calmly sipping on

open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle… As for Cecilia, my mother has arranged a blind date for her and she

Blind date…

the glass caused his fingers

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced a

Alexis woke up. As she sat up, rubbing her eyes, she called out to

Mark truly adored Alexis.

into his arms, kissed her gently, and then retrieved a talisman from his pocket and placed

purchased the talisman

a keen eye and noticed this gesture. He

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

a moment and whispered, “Just

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

vowed never to let Rena or Alexis suffer at the

Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s

Mark being on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended

arrival, Mark brought along some delightful

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

couldn’t help but feel a touch of

emotion, and voiced, “You ought to

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

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

demonstrated remarkable flexibility, being kind to Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it was also about the valuable resources

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