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.

said softly, “Cecilia, I’ve always wondered how you’ve

that moment, Cecilia’s

of her head, she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary

but Mark sensed the

as a pampered princess, she lacked

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

Mark’s complexion paled.

to maintain a smile. “Don’t talk

said, “Childish? You’ve always treated me like a child, haven’t you, Mr. Evans? If that’s the case, how could

held

different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right for each

Mark’s heart ached.

How could he not grasp that

She should resent him.

so well. Their relationship was passionate

would have thought that he’d

indeed contemplated marrying

he had failed her in the

wanted to hold her hand, yet she

said, “I’m sorry, I lost

your secretary contact me.

gently inquired, “Is it alright for me

visibly taken

and the Fowler family

didn’t press her any

any ulterior motives. He merely wanted to

been a long time since he had an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were

Cecilia hurriedly left.

she reached her car and opened the door,

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

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s subordinates and

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

was nothing but an

Mark trailed after Cecilia and noticed

brow and approached Cecilia, stating,

there’s no need to explain 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

into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and accelerated

sports car zoomed past him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like teardrops gently

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust

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

His heart sank.

head, instantly adopting an impassive expression when he

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

revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

his brow and chastised the

felt embarrassed and

Evans, what do we

to the hotel first. I’ll go see

at Miss Gordon’s place tonight. It’s a chance for us to relax

in the parking lot, smoking three or

he knew

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

free from his shackles and give her a family, so she

he

No, he couldn’t.

crossed the road, a cigarette delicately held between his

demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of numerous

that he was over

to the ward and knocked

opened it, his surprise evident, but

confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to

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

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

the sofa, Waylen 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.

One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her still exists.

flipped

Mark, who was calmly sipping on

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

Blind date…

grip on the glass caused

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced

sat up, rubbing

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

specially purchased the talisman

a keen eye and noticed this gesture. He

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

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

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

or Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged

Alexis bid farewell to

on a business trip in

along

continuously cradled in Cecilia’s arms, displaying

feel a touch

brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to

together will surely bring you closer. Edwin is such a

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

Mark despite the fact he had impregnated his beloved daughter. The reason behind this

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