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 two

moment, Cecilia’s

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

words seemed light but Mark

grown up as a pampered princess, she lacked

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

he managed to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk such

case, how could you engage in an intimate relationship with me?

Cecilia held her emotions in

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

Mark’s heart ached.

could he not grasp that she expressed these

She should resent him.

got along so well. Their relationship was

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

indeed contemplated marrying

had failed her in the

to hold her

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

contact me. I’ll

alright for

appeared visibly

and the Fowler family were related through her brother

press her

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

an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were

Cecilia hurriedly left.

her car and opened the door, she

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

Mark was

after Cecilia and noticed the

approached Cecilia, stating, “I

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

Mark fell silent.

a one-night stand in the past but now they were nothing more than

She got into her

sports car zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what seemed

Was Cecilia crying?

lips, gazing at the exhaust

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

His heart sank.

head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he

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

no intention of revealing his past relationship

Cathy smiled subtly.

He wiped his brow and

felt embarrassed and

addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans, what do we

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

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

away, while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking

shedding tears, he knew that her

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

give her a

he do that

No, he couldn’t.

cigarette delicately held between his

were exceptional, attracting the

no hint that

to the ward and

surprise evident, but he maintained

Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a

usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived half an hour earlier, you would have seen

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

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

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

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 go… Ican’t compare to

flipped

at Mark, who was calmly sipping

is quite open-minded. We won’t use Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your

Blind date…

the glass caused his fingers to

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

up. As she sat up, rubbing her eyes,

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

had specially purchased

eye and noticed this gesture. He said

a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming court

pondered for a moment and whispered, “Just to be safe, I’ll

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

suffer at the hands of that

sunrises later, Alexis bid farewell to the

being on a business trip

brought along some delightful toys for

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

help but feel a touch

voiced, “You ought to mention me more

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

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

beloved daughter. The reason behind this kindness extended beyond Rena; it was also

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