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,

Cecilia’s

she spoke as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

but Mark sensed the complexity beneath

as a pampered princess, she lacked any specific skills

what 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.

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

her gaze and 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

great restraint, Cecilia held her

enjoy nightclubs. We belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right

Mark’s heart ached.

not grasp that

She should resent him.

so well. Their relationship was passionate and

whether inexperienced or worldly, would

indeed contemplated

had failed her in the

hold her hand, yet

said, “I’m sorry, I

secretary contact

it alright for me to visit the Fowlers’

visibly

decline but the Evans family and the Fowler family were related through her

didn’t press her

ulterior motives. He merely

an uncomplicated conversation with someone. There were no hidden agendas, just a man and

Cecilia hurriedly left.

her car and opened

of Mark’s car slid

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

incredulous— taking his female subordinate on a business trip with inappropriate intimacy while still seeking

Mark was nothing but an insufferable

after Cecilia and

furrowed his brow and approached Cecilia,

“Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to me. Besides…

Mark fell silent.

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

got into her car, fastened

him, Mark glimpsed what seemed like

Was Cecilia crying?

gazing at the exhaust fumes from her

a misunderstanding between you and Miss

His heart sank.

instantly adopting an impassive expression when he faced his beautiful female

inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s merely standing

no intention of revealing his

Cathy smiled subtly.

his brow and chastised

embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson requested

then addressed Mark, “Mr. Evans,

“You head back to the

“It looks like Mr. Evans will be staying at Miss Gordon’s place tonight. It’s a chance for us to relax

while Mark stood in the parking lot, smoking

Cecilia shedding tears, he knew that her love for him still

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

break free from his shackles and give her

he do

No, he couldn’t.

the road, a cigarette delicately held

and demeanor were exceptional, attracting the gaze of numerous

no hint that he was over

way to the ward and knocked on

evident, but he

the intense confrontation in Czanch. His demeanor exuded warmth, akin to a gentle spring breeze, as he poured

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

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

Slurpees? You two are so different. I still can’t fathom how you ended up together all those years ago… You

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

I have a child with her, Edwin. One night together forged a lifelong bond. What I share with her

nonchalantly flipped through

back at Mark, who was calmly

to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle… As for

Blind date…

the glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

forced

up, rubbing her eyes, she called out

Mark truly adored Alexis.

her

had specially purchased

and noticed this gesture.

Mark asked Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s upcoming court

and whispered, “Just to be

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

let Rena or Alexis suffer at the hands of that deranged woman

bid farewell to

on a business trip in Duefron, Korbyn extended a gracious invitation,

brought along some delightful toys for

appeared rather distant, continuously cradled in Cecilia’s

couldn’t help but feel a touch

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

in, “Spending more time together will surely bring you closer.

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

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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