A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 841-850

The driver asked softly, “Mr. Evans, where are we headed to?”

He did not answer immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes, appreciating the moment of silence.

His mind was preoccupied with thoughts of those major projects and a certain person.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, “Go back to the hotel.”

After the meeting the next day, he should go back to Czanch. After all, he was really busy.

He took over the task a few years ago.

Despite his successful public life, he struggled with personal matters.

He couldn’t even publicly show his love to the woman he loved. And he had to hide his real self and could only find solace in that secret apartment with her.

Two years ago, he broke up with someone he deeply cared for, and the pain still lingered.

He had always been abstinent, but he smoked two packs of cigarettes at that night. ©

He tried to stop himself from going to see her.

If he didn’t see her, he wouldn’t lose his mind and wouldn’t become a love-sick fool. It had been so long since they broke up and he thought he had moved on, but… He hadn’t.

Even now, he couldn’t help but eventually drive alone to see Cecilia.

However, when he found her, she wasn’t alone.

She was with a young gentleman, looking seemingly content with their companionship.

She had dinner with that man and they went to the cinema.

The man didn’t send her home until nine o’clock in the evening.

At the gate of the Fowlers’ villa, Mark’s car was parked not far away. Watching them from a distance, Mark felt a pang of jealousy.

He wished he could be younger, free of obligations, and able to confront the man openly.

But now, he could only watch from the shadows, feeling a mix of emotions.

Cecilia got out of the car and watched the man leave.

The man her mother’s friend Dora Carter introduced to her this time was actually very nice.

And Cecilia was willing to get along with him… She went to dinner with him, went to the movies with him and she felt OK.

Maybe they could get married after some time together.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart ached as she felt torn between her past and the possibility of a future with someone else.

Then, she heard Mark calling her name, “Cecilia.”

Startled, she took a step back, unsure of how to respond, but also guarded.

Mark raised his chin slightly, pointing to his car.

“Get in, and let’s talk.”

Cecilia hesitated, torn between her emotions and her apprehension, not sure if she was ready to confront the past that Mark represented.

She took two steps toward the imposing gate, her intention to ask the guard for assistance thwarted as Mark swiftly grasped her arm and half-forcibly pulled her into the waiting car.

The door closed with a resounding thud, and Mark glanced at her from the corner of his eye, his voice tinged with surprise.

“A blind date?”

Cecilia didn’t attempt to deny it. “Yes, he’s a nice person. He’s met Edwin and accepts him.”

Mark swallowed nervously.

The prospect of someone else becoming Edwin’s father seemed like a cruel joke, but now it was a very real possibility right now.

The woman he once loved so deeply would soon share her life with another man.

And their son, the one he cherished above all else, might call another man dad.

In an attempt to steady his emotions, Mark lit a cigarette.

The smoke curled around his handsome features, accentuating his allure.

He was undeniably good-looking, even with the cigarette in hand.

There had been countless moments when he passionately embraced her, their bodies entwined in the throes of desire. Then he would lean back against the headboard, smoking while grappling with mixed feelings and guilt.

After all, she was 16 years younger than him, and he couldn’t help but feel guilty for taking her.

Once, she leaned over and took a drag from his cigarette, and he trembled and almost dropped the cigarette.

In his new-found excitement, he had sought solace in their physical connection, feeling like nothing more than an instinct-driven animal.

As the car interior filled with smoke, Cecilia couldn’t help but cough weakly and pleaded,

“Let me get out of the car.”

Mark obliged and snuffed out the cigarette, his eyes conveying a profound gaze as he asked the question he had long yearned to voice, “What about you? Do you like him?”

Cecilia’s eyes welled up with tears, and she replied in a subdued tone, “Kind of.”

realized she wasn’t trying to piss

her fate and

they treated Edwin well and were

her to give

emotions, Mark didn’t know who

handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you

not going out

to talk to you. If you don’t want to, I’ll call your mom myself. Cecilia, do you want this to

cheeks as she felt humiliated,

she couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something

end, Juliette remained silent for a while before instructing, “Put Mark on

Mark, unaware of the

low voice, Mark assured, “I know. I won’t cross any

few more words, he hung up and

and Cecilia leaned against the back

he held the steering wheel. “Do

sarcastically, “You’re always in the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s hard for me not

as he drove through the dark night with

time could freeze,

an hour, they arrived at

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the window. “I won’t go

I refuse!”

fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What were his

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t

reddened from her futile

eyes were filled with tears, and despite her recent composure, she once again

herself for

stopped

face her and seeing the tears in her eyes, his heart

man, he wouldn’t overlook the fact that she still harbored feelings for him. Otherwise, she wouldn’t

like one would soothe a child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to

with a smooth eloquence, leaving

emotions, she felt completely

Mark alighted gracefully from the car,

the car door, his eyes

taut, revealing faint blue veins,

of patience, Mark

passage of time seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia emerged from the vehicle

street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn had stripped

a gentle click, Mark shut the

he reached out and captured her wrist, pulling her into

too potent, or it was the nostalgic

sense of restraint abandoned

at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of

go

proving

smell of tobacco permeated her

enveloped

lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable

passionate kiss endured,

released his grip on

countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating through

was suave

he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his presence, let alone raise a hand

Except for Cecilia.

slap, she averted her gaze, her eyes

think I am to you? Are we here

his lip,

strength had surprised

murmured, “I apologize. I lost

had been with her, and he was no saint. He knew his

single moment had

of what he should do. He acknowledged that

“Go upstairs.

After all, they shared a child, and she feared his influence might grant

time, they entered the

well-maintained, as though time had

the table even a platter of fruits, all of which happened to be her

the fruit

shut the door, he followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years, he still remembers your

tightened, a hint of sweetness

hand, reminding herself not to be swayed by his gentle demeanor any

a gift

held the power to ensnare even the most

hurt so deeply, she pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or

naivety no longer

you want to talk about Edwin. Say what you need to, and then you can drop me home. I am different from you,

for him so much? Are you determined to marry

She remained silent.

eyes dimmed slightly. He proceeded to the sofa and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. “Sit down and review

before her. As she flipped

Cecilia did not decline.

saw no reason to reject his offer to

least, that

if a woman couldn’t have the man she wanted, she should at least secure

when Rena broke up with Waylen, the value of

Mark had

student in business school, the intricacies of the documents

countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better than before;

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