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 two

moment, Cecilia’s heart skipped

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

words seemed light but Mark

up as a pampered princess, she lacked

learn how embarrassed I was and then confess why I kept my pregnancy a secret

Mark’s complexion paled.

a smile.

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 your

Cecilia held her emotions in

belong to two different worlds… Mr. Evans, you said we weren’t right for each other, and

Mark’s heart ached.

could he not grasp that she expressed these sentiments to show her

She should resent him.

along so well. Their relationship was passionate

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

indeed

failed her in the

her hand, yet she

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

have your secretary contact me. I’ll

gently inquired, “Is it alright for

appeared visibly taken

the Evans family and the Fowler

press her any

ulterior

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

Cecilia hurriedly left.

reached her car and opened the door, she suddenly

of Mark’s car slid down,

Cecilia recognized her instantly.

one of Mark’s

Cathy nodded at Cecilia.

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

her mind, Mark was nothing but an

trailed after Cecilia and noticed the

Cecilia, stating, “I brought her

calmly, “Mr. Evans, there’s no need to explain anything to

Mark fell silent.

one-night stand in the past

nothing further. She got into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and

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

Was Cecilia crying?

lips, gazing at the exhaust fumes from

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

His heart sank.

impassive expression when he faced his beautiful female

inquired, “Misunderstanding? She’s merely

no intention of revealing his past relationship

Cathy smiled subtly.

scene. He wiped his brow and chastised the driver,

embarrassed and explained, “Miss Wilson

“Mr. Evans, what do we

“You head back to the hotel first. I’ll

looks like Mr. Evans will be staying at Miss Gordon’s place tonight. It’s a chance for us to relax a bit… Cathy, I’ll take

away, while Mark stood in

he knew that her love for

Mark’s heart weighed heavy.

his shackles and give her a

could he

No, he couldn’t.

road, a cigarette

exceptional,

was no hint that he was

made his way to the ward

surprise evident, but he maintained a courteous

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

Alexis’ condition as usual, Waylen eventually mentioned, “In fact, if you had arrived half an hour earlier, you

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

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

Waylen’s words disgusted Mark.

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

flipped

Mark, who was calmly sipping on his water

Edwin to control you, so you’re free to continue your carefree lifestyle… As for Cecilia, my mother

Blind date…

on the glass

Waylen noticed and smiled.

also forced a

woke up. As she sat up, rubbing her

Mark truly adored Alexis.

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

had specially purchased the talisman for

had a keen eye and noticed this gesture. He said calmly, “You’re

Waylen in a hushed tone about Elvira’s

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

He kissed Alexis lovingly.

or Alexis suffer at the hands of

Alexis bid farewell to the hospital’s

that Mark being on a business

arrival, Mark brought along

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

but feel

eyes brimming with emotion, and voiced, “You ought to mention me more frequently. The boy seems

“Spending more time together will surely bring you closer.

man, urging Mark to join

Mark was nobody’s fool.

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

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