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.”

trying

accepting her fate and making

willing to marry someone else if they treated Edwin well and were compatible in

her to give up and

with heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t know who to

her for a long time before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you won’t be going home for the time

not going out

If you don’t want to, I’ll call your

streamed down Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called her

she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin and might

the other end, Juliette remained silent for a

to Mark, unaware of the conversation

assured, “I know. I won’t cross any

up and placed the phone in

car started moving, and Cecilia leaned against the back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark,

the steering wheel. “Do you

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 to

dark night with

wished time could freeze,

hour, they

Cecilia recognized the place.

she desperately slapped at the window. “I won’t

I refuse!”

past intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What were his intentions? What

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept any

palms were reddened from her futile

filled with tears, and despite her recent composure, she once again felt like

herself

stopped

and seeing the tears in her eyes, his heart

wouldn’t overlook the fact that she

like one would soothe a child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust in each other? If you

words flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to

felt completely lost in the

an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from the car,

around, he skillfully opened the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of the

taut, revealing faint blue

abundance of patience,

at last, Cecilia

glow of a dim street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore

Mark shut the

her wrist, pulling her into his

the night was too potent, or it was the

of

back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her

go of

struggle proving

of tobacco permeated her

enveloped her

she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her

passionate kiss endured,

released his grip

his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap,

suave by

temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his presence,

Except for Cecilia.

her eyes reddened. “Who

do you think I am to you? Are we here because

grazed his lip, a hint of pain

had surprised

eyes reflected depth as he murmured, “I apologize. I lost control for

and he was no saint. He knew his body craved

a single moment had he

should do. He acknowledged that the recent kiss had

olive branch, he asked her, “Go upstairs. There

moment, Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child, and she feared

due time, they entered the

unchanged, the opulent furnishings well-maintained, as

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

the fruit

“This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all

a hint of sweetness

to be

gift for

the most guarded souls with a

have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps

longer resided

to, and then you can drop me home. I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and it would be disrespectful to him if I continued any

“Do you care for him so much? Are you determined to marry no ‘one

She remained silent.

to the sofa and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same.

As she flipped through the pages, she realized they were related to Edwin’s

Cecilia did not decline.

all, Edwin was their shared child and she saw no reason to reject

that

couldn’t have the man she wanted,

when Rena broke up with Waylen, the value

Mark had

in business school, the intricacies of the documents left her

better

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