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.”

wasn’t trying to piss

was simply accepting her fate and making the

marry someone else if they treated Edwin well and were compatible in every

her had led her to give up and embrace her

emotions, Mark didn’t know

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

not going

as he explained, “I need to talk to you. If you don’t want

as she felt humiliated, but

she had something to discuss with him regarding

silent for a while before instructing, “Put Mark on the

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

assured, “I

up and placed the phone in the

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

held the steering wheel.

your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever

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

freeze, allowing them to be

they arrived at a quiet

Cecilia recognized the place.

the window. “I won’t go there,

I refuse!”

intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What were his intentions? What did

Cecilia couldn’t accept any

reddened from her futile

tears, and despite her recent composure, she once again felt like the powerless girl

despised herself for

Mark stopped the

face her and seeing the tears

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

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

eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to

completely lost

an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully

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

taut, revealing faint

abundance of

time seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia

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

click, Mark shut

and captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace

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

sense of restraint

pressed his lips against hers, his grip at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath with the intensity

go

her desperate struggle proving futile

smell of tobacco

enveloped

lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable

passionate kiss endured,

his grip on

fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the sound

was suave by

temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared

Except for Cecilia.

gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who gave you

I am to you? Are we here because

tongue grazed his lip, a hint

had

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

her, and he was no saint. He knew his body craved

moment had he

was aware of what he should do. He

upstairs. There are some documents that require your

After all, they shared a child, and she feared his

time, they

well-maintained, as though

a platter of fruits, all of which happened

succulence of the fruit

gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to

a hint of sweetness

to be swayed by his

gift for captivating hearts

words held the power to ensnare even the most guarded souls with

might have fallen under his spell again, or

no longer resided

I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and it would be disrespectful to him if I continued any entanglement

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

She remained silent.

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

pursed her lips but obliged, facing a stack of papers before her. As she

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to reject his

least, that was Rena’s

the man she wanted, she should

broke up with Waylen, the value of

Mark had complicated

school, the intricacies of the documents left her

countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better than before; her face no

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