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
accepting her fate and
willing to marry someone else if they treated Edwin well and were compatible in every
had led her to
with heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t know
before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you won’t be going home
froze. “I’m not going
softened as he explained, “I need to talk to you. If you don’t want
she felt humiliated, but she
couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin and might return
a while before instructing, “Put
to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued between him and
Mark assured, “I know. I
up and placed the phone
back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark, aren’t you very
held the steering wheel. “Do
With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go.
with the woman
wished time could freeze, allowing them to
hour, they arrived at
Cecilia recognized the place.
desperately slapped at the
I refuse!”
he was taking her back to that apartment. What
helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept
palms were reddened
composure, she once again felt like the powerless
herself
stopped
face her and seeing the
he wouldn’t overlook the fact that she still harbored feelings for him. Otherwise, she
out to caress her face, trying to 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 least trust your mother.
a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to
felt completely lost in the face of his persuasive
elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from
the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of the
neck was taut, revealing faint blue veins,
an abundance of patience, Mark
to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia
dim street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of
gentle click, Mark shut the
captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace
potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to recall past
sense of
the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath with
go
struggle proving futile as
of tobacco permeated
scent enveloped her
only she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin
passionate kiss endured,
his grip on
surprising turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding
suave by
he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared
Except for Cecilia.
eyes reddened. “Who gave you the
do you think I am to you? Are
tongue grazed his lip,
had surprised
he murmured, “I apologize. I lost
no saint. He knew his
moment
what he should do. He acknowledged that the
upstairs. There are some documents that require
contemplating for a moment, Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child, and she feared
they entered the
opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though time had scarcely
the table even a platter of fruits, all
succulence of the fruit flesh
followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I
tightened, a hint of sweetness
herself not to be swayed by his gentle
had a gift for
the power to ensnare even the most guarded souls
pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a passionate encounter with him in this
no longer resided within
you can drop me home. I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and
with irritation. “Do you care for him so much? Are you determined to marry no
She remained silent.
He proceeded to the sofa and took a seat, gesturing
a stack of papers before her. As she flipped
Cecilia did not decline.
saw no reason to reject his offer
least, that
the man she wanted, she should at least secure his
value of the
had
in business school, the
noticed that she looked better than before; her face no
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