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.”
she wasn’t trying to piss him
was simply accepting her fate and
someone else if they treated Edwin well and were
had led her
heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t
long time before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace
“I’m not
voice softened as he explained, “I need to talk to you. If you don’t want to,
felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called
that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin
for a while before instructing, “Put Mark on
phone to Mark, unaware of
low voice, Mark assured, “I know.
more words, he hung up and
against the back of the seat,
he held the steering wheel. “Do
sarcastically, “You’re always in the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center
night with the woman he had
he wished time could freeze, allowing them to be together once
hour, they
Cecilia recognized the place.
at the window.
I refuse!”
their past intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that
couldn’t
palms were reddened from
filled with tears, and despite her recent composure, she once again felt like the powerless girl who couldn’t resist his
despised herself
stopped
her and seeing the tears in her eyes, his heart
the fact that she still harbored
I just want to talk to
eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to refute
and unsure of her emotions, she felt completely lost in the face of
an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully
he skillfully opened the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity
revealing
of patience, Mark stood
last, Cecilia emerged from the vehicle and advanced ahead, disregarding
the shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn had stripped the leaves away, creating an air
gentle click, Mark shut the
her wrist, pulling
too potent, or it was
of restraint
not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath
go
proving futile as his hold
of tobacco
enveloped
aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin
kiss
his grip
surprising turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating through
suave by
he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his presence, let alone raise
Except for Cecilia.
her eyes reddened. “Who gave you the
you? Are we here because you
his lip,
had surprised
as he murmured, “I apologize. I lost control for a
and he was no saint. He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate
a single moment
do. He
asked her, “Go upstairs. There are some documents that require
for a moment, Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child, and she feared his influence might grant
they entered the
the opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though
a platter of fruits, all
succulence of the fruit
followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to
tightened, a hint of sweetness
hand, reminding herself not to
gift for
power to ensnare even the most guarded souls with a mere
hurt so deeply, she pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a passionate encounter with him in this opulent apartment
longer resided within
manner, she 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
him so much? Are you determined to marry no ‘one but
She remained silent.
and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. “Sit down and review these
her lips but obliged, facing a stack of papers before her. As
Cecilia did not decline.
and she saw no reason to reject his
least, that
have the man she wanted, she should at least secure
Waylen, the value of the checks
had complicated
a top student in business school, the intricacies
Mark noticed that she looked better
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