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

accepting her fate and

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

had led her to

with heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t know

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

froze. “I’m not going

softened as he explained, “I need to talk to you. If you don’t want

she felt humiliated, but she

couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin and might return

a while before instructing, “Put

to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued between him and

Mark assured, “I know. I

up and placed the phone

back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark, aren’t you very

held the steering wheel. “Do

With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go.

with the woman

wished time could freeze, allowing them to

hour, they arrived at

Cecilia recognized the place.

desperately slapped at the

I refuse!”

he was taking her back to that apartment. What

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept

palms were reddened

composure, she once again felt like the powerless

herself

stopped

face her and seeing the

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

out to caress her face, trying to comfort her 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 can’t trust me, at least trust your mother.

a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to

felt completely lost in the face of his persuasive

elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from

the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of the

neck was taut, revealing faint blue veins,

an abundance of patience, Mark

to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia

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

gentle click, Mark shut the

captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace

potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to recall past

sense of

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

go

struggle proving futile as

of tobacco permeated

scent enveloped her

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

passionate kiss endured,

his grip on

surprising turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding

suave by

he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared

Except for Cecilia.

eyes reddened. “Who gave you the

do you think I am to you? Are

tongue grazed his lip,

had surprised

he murmured, “I apologize. I lost

no saint. He knew his

moment

what he should do. He acknowledged that the

upstairs. There are some documents that require

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

they entered the

opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though time had scarcely

the table even a platter of fruits, all

succulence of the fruit flesh

followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I

tightened, a hint of sweetness

herself not to be swayed by his gentle

had a gift for

the power to ensnare even the most guarded souls

pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a passionate encounter with him in this

no longer resided within

you can drop me home. I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and

with irritation. “Do you care for him so much? Are you determined to marry no

She remained silent.

He proceeded to the sofa and took a seat, gesturing

a stack of papers before her. As she flipped

Cecilia did not decline.

saw no reason to reject his offer

least, that

the man she wanted, she should at least secure his

value of the

had

in business school, the

noticed that she looked better than before; her face no

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