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 piss him

her fate

willing to marry someone else if they treated

caused her had led her to give up

heartache and conflicting emotions,

at her for a long time before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you

not

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

cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called

so she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin

for a

of the conversation that ensued between him and

assured, “I know. I won’t cross any

hung up and placed

back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark, aren’t

held the steering wheel. “Do you know

you’re the center of attention wherever

he drove through the dark night with the woman he

freeze, allowing them to be together

hour, they arrived

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the window. “I

I refuse!”

fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What were his intentions?

couldn’t accept any

reddened from her

recent composure, she once again felt like

herself

Mark stopped the

to face her and seeing the tears in her

she still harbored

child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust

eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to refute

felt completely lost in the face of his persuasive

elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from the car,

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

taut, revealing faint blue

an abundance of patience,

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

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

gentle click, Mark shut the car door behind

and captured her wrist, pulling her into his

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

of restraint

not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath

Let go

proving futile as his hold

of tobacco permeated

scent enveloped

the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling

kiss

released his grip on

handsome countenance received a

suave

accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his presence, let alone raise a

Except for Cecilia.

her eyes reddened. “Who gave you the

to you? Are we here because you want to continue

his lip, a

strength had surprised

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

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

a single moment

Mark was aware of what he should do. He

an olive branch, he asked her, “Go upstairs. There are some

a moment, Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child, and she feared

they entered the

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

even a platter of fruits, all of which happened to be

of the fruit flesh was

followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter

a hint

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

had a gift

even the most guarded souls with

under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a passionate encounter

naivety no longer resided within

talk about Edwin. Say what you need to, and then you can drop me home. I am different from

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

She remained silent.

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

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

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to

that was Rena’s

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

broke up with Waylen, the value of

Mark had complicated

business school,

Mark noticed that she looked better than

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