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

fate and

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

caused her had led her to give up

emotions,

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

froze. “I’m not going out

don’t want

streamed down Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called

Mark’s phone, she couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something

Juliette remained silent for a

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

assured, “I know. I

hung up

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

chuckled as he held the steering wheel. “Do you

charm, you’re the center of

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

freeze, allowing them to be together

an hour, they

Cecilia recognized the place.

she desperately slapped at the window. “I won’t go there,

I refuse!”

why he was taking her back to that

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept

palms were reddened from her futile

composure, she once again felt like the

herself

stopped

seeing the tears

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

“I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia,

flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia

her emotions, she felt completely lost in the face of his

gracefully

door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of the

taut, revealing faint blue

of patience, Mark

at last,

glow of a dim street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow

a gentle click, Mark shut the car

captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before

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

sense of restraint

back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even

Let go of

struggle proving futile as his hold remained

of tobacco

enveloped

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

passionate kiss

his grip

a surprising turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating through the night

suave by

volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his presence, let alone

Except for Cecilia.

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

think I am to you? Are we here because you want to continue our

grazed his lip, a

had surprised

“I apologize. I

a while since he had been 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

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

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

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

time, they

as though time had scarcely

fruits, all

the fruit

and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter

throat tightened, a hint of

herself not to be swayed

a gift

even the most guarded souls with a mere few

might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps

naivety no longer resided

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 disrespectful to

“Do you care for him so much? Are

She remained silent.

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

before her. As

Cecilia did not decline.

Edwin was their shared child and she saw no

least, that

that if a woman couldn’t have the man she wanted, she should

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

Mark had

student in business school, the intricacies of

noticed that she looked better than before; her face no longer as

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