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

fate and making the best of

if they treated Edwin well and were compatible in

her had led her to give

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

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

“I’m not

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

cheeks as she felt humiliated,

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

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

handed the phone to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued between him

voice, Mark assured, “I

up and

moving, and Cecilia leaned against the back of the seat,

as he held the steering wheel. “Do

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

night with the woman he had once loved deeply seated

this moment, he wished time could freeze, allowing them to be together once

hour, they arrived at

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the window.

I refuse!”

memories of their past intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What

Cecilia couldn’t

were reddened

composure, she once again felt like the powerless girl who couldn’t resist

despised herself

stopped

her and seeing the tears in her

a mature and astute man, he wouldn’t overlook the fact that she still harbored feelings

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

smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia

completely lost in the face of his persuasive

display, Mark alighted gracefully from

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

slender neck was taut, revealing faint

of

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

in the shadow of a sycamore

shut the car door behind

her wrist, pulling her into his embrace

night was too potent, or it was the

sense of restraint abandoned

not heeding any semblance

Let go

her desperate struggle proving futile

of tobacco permeated

scent enveloped her

knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling

passionate kiss endured,

his grip on

surprising turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating

suave

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

Except for Cecilia.

her eyes

am to you? Are we here because you

grazed his lip,

strength had

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

had been with her, and he was no saint. He knew his body craved her presence;

single moment

of what he should do.

branch, he asked her, “Go upstairs. There

they shared a child, and she feared his influence might

time, they entered the

as

the table even a platter of fruits,

succulence of the fruit

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

tightened, a hint

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

a gift for captivating hearts

power to ensnare even the most guarded

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

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

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

She remained silent.

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

stack of papers before her. As

Cecilia did not decline.

shared child and she saw no

that was

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

the value of the checks he wrote her grew exponentially.

had complicated

as a top student in business school, the intricacies of the documents left her

that she looked better than

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