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

simply accepting her fate and making the best

if they treated

led her to give up and embrace her

and conflicting emotions, Mark

his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother

“I’m not

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

streamed down Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt

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

a while before instructing,

Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued between him

“I know. I won’t cross

few more words, he hung up and placed

leaned against the back

he held the steering wheel. “Do you

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

he drove through the dark night with the woman he had once loved deeply seated beside

wished time could freeze,

half an hour, they arrived at

Cecilia recognized the place.

the window. “I won’t go

I refuse!”

of their past intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking

Cecilia couldn’t accept

palms were reddened

recent composure, she once again felt like the powerless girl

despised herself for

stopped

seeing the tears

he wouldn’t overlook the fact that she still harbored

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

words flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless

of her emotions, she felt completely lost in the face

display, Mark alighted gracefully from the car, taking

the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the

neck was taut, revealing faint

abundance of patience, Mark stood

at last, Cecilia

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

gentle click, Mark shut the car door

out and captured her wrist, pulling her into

the night was too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to

customary sense of restraint

his grip at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of

go

desperate struggle proving futile as his hold remained

of

scent enveloped

of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable duration after

kiss endured, seemingly

released his grip on

handsome countenance received a resounding slap,

suave by

with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in

Except for Cecilia.

she averted her gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who gave you the right to kiss

What do you think I am to you? Are we here because you want to

grazed his lip, a

strength had surprised

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

no saint. He knew

single moment had he

should do.

olive branch, he asked her, “Go upstairs. There are some documents that require your

they shared a child, and she feared his

time, they entered

well-maintained, as

fruits, all of

succulence of the fruit flesh was

said, “This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years, he

tightened, a hint of

reminding herself not to be swayed by his

gift for

the most guarded souls with a

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

no longer resided within

you can drop me home. I am different from you, Mr.

smirked with irritation. “Do you care for him so much? Are you determined

She remained silent.

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

papers before her. As she flipped through the pages, she realized they

Cecilia did not decline.

child and she saw no reason to reject

least, that was Rena’s

couldn’t have the man she wanted, she should

the value of the checks he wrote

had complicated

student in business school,

noticed that she looked better

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