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 to piss him

accepting her fate and making the

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

her

with heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t

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

not going out

need to talk to you. If you don’t

as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called her

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

other end, Juliette remained silent for a

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

Mark assured, “I know. I won’t cross

more words, he hung up and placed the phone in

car started moving, and Cecilia leaned against the back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark, aren’t you very

he held the steering wheel. “Do you know my

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

drove through the dark night with the woman he had

wished time could freeze, allowing them to

hour, they arrived at a

Cecilia recognized the place.

at the window. “I won’t

I refuse!”

intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to

couldn’t accept any of

reddened

despite her recent composure, she once again

despised herself

Mark stopped the

to face her and seeing the tears in

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

to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust in each other? If

eloquence, leaving

completely lost in the face of his

Mark alighted gracefully from the car,

his eyes locking onto Cecilia

was taut, revealing faint blue veins, a

of patience,

passage of time seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia emerged from the vehicle and advanced ahead, disregarding his

silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn had

click, Mark shut the car door behind

and captured her wrist, pulling her into his

the allure of the night was too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to recall past

of restraint

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

Let go

her desperate struggle proving futile

the smell of tobacco permeated her

scent enveloped

but only she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity

kiss endured,

he released his

handsome countenance received a resounding

suave

to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled

Except for Cecilia.

her gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who gave you

am to you? Are we here

his lip, a

had surprised

as he murmured, “I apologize. I lost control

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

single moment had he

was aware of what he should do. He acknowledged that the recent

upstairs. There are some

they shared a child, and she feared his influence might

they entered

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

platter of fruits, all of which happened to

of the fruit flesh

Mark shut the door, he followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to prepare.

tightened, a hint of

herself not to be swayed by

gift

to ensnare even the

hurt so deeply, she pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a

naivety no longer

“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

him so much? Are you determined to marry no ‘one

She remained silent.

a seat, gesturing for her to do the same.

As she flipped through the pages,

Cecilia did not decline.

saw no reason to reject his offer to financially

that was Rena’s

if a woman couldn’t have the man she wanted, she should at least secure

instance, when Rena broke up with Waylen, the value of the checks he wrote her

Mark had

school, the intricacies of

better than before; her face no longer

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