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

fate and

to marry someone else if they treated Edwin well and were

he caused her had led her to give

conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t know who

time before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a

not going

you. If you don’t want to, I’ll call

as she felt

Mark’s phone, she couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin

other end, Juliette remained silent for a while

the phone to Mark, unaware of the

“I know. I won’t cross any

up and placed the phone in

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

chuckled as he held the steering wheel.

news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s hard for

with

moment, he wished time could freeze, allowing

half an hour, they arrived at a

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the window. “I won’t go there,

I refuse!”

she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What were

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept any of

reddened from

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

herself

stopped

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

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

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

smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless

emotions, she felt completely lost in the face of his persuasive

Mark alighted gracefully from the car, taking the

he skillfully opened the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia

taut, revealing

abundance of

to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia emerged from

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

gentle click, Mark shut the

her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before she could

night was too potent, or it

customary sense of

his lips against hers, his grip at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath with

go of

implored, her desperate struggle proving

smell of tobacco permeated her

scent enveloped her

knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable duration after

kiss endured, seemingly

released his grip on

and handsome countenance received a

suave

to accommodate him. None

Except for Cecilia.

she averted her gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who gave

am to you? Are we here because you want to continue our shameless

his lip, a

strength had surprised

murmured, “I apologize. I lost control

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

a single moment

what he should do. He

asked her, “Go upstairs.

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

they entered

appeared unchanged, the opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though time had scarcely touched

of fruits, all of

of the fruit flesh was

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

a hint of sweetness

her hand, reminding herself not to be swayed by his gentle

had a gift for captivating

words held the power to ensnare even the most guarded souls with a mere few

have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged

no longer resided

stated, “I believe you want to talk about Edwin. Say what you need 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 entanglement with

irritation. “Do you care for him so much? Are you determined to marry

She remained silent.

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

her. As she flipped through the pages, she realized

Cecilia did not decline.

she saw no reason to

that was

a woman couldn’t have the man she wanted, she

up with Waylen, the value of the

Mark had complicated

student in business school, the intricacies of the documents left her feeling somewhat

Mark noticed that she looked better than before; her face no

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