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.”

trying to piss him

her fate and making

else if they treated Edwin well and

led her to

emotions, Mark didn’t know who to

her for a long time before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness.

“I’m not going

to talk to you. If you don’t

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

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

a while before instructing, “Put Mark on

to Mark, unaware of the conversation

Mark assured, “I know. I won’t cross any

a few more words, he hung up and placed the phone in the

and Cecilia leaned against the back of the

steering wheel. “Do you know my

the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s hard for me not

silent as he drove through the dark night with

could freeze, allowing them

hour, they arrived at a quiet

Cecilia recognized the place.

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

I refuse!”

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

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept

reddened from her

composure, she once again felt like the powerless

despised herself for

stopped the

her and seeing the tears in her eyes, his

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

child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk

a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia

of her emotions, she felt completely lost in the

alighted gracefully

eyes locking onto Cecilia

taut, revealing

of

seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last,

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

gentle click, Mark shut the car

out and captured her wrist, pulling her into

or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to recall past

customary sense of

at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath with the

go of

struggle proving futile

smell of tobacco permeated

enveloped

she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her

kiss endured, seemingly

his grip on

turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a

was suave

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

Except for Cecilia.

gaze, her eyes

to you? Are we here because you want to continue

lip, a hint

had

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

no saint. He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate encounters of the past years

moment

what he should do. He acknowledged that

“Go upstairs. There are some documents

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

due time, they entered

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

of fruits, all of which happened

the fruit flesh was

is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even

a

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

a gift for

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

have fallen under his

no longer resided

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

for him so much? Are you determined

She remained silent.

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

pursed her lips but obliged, facing a stack of papers before her. As she flipped through the pages, she realized they were related

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to reject his offer to financially support their

that was

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

value of the checks he

had

as a top student in business school, the intricacies of the documents

her countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better

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