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 him

was simply accepting her fate and making

someone else if they treated

caused her had led her to give

and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t know

time before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace

not going out with

you don’t want to, I’ll

as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly

phone, she couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin and

a while before instructing,

the phone to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued

low voice, Mark assured, “I know.

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

Cecilia leaned against the back of

the steering wheel. “Do you know my

always in the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the

silent as he drove through the dark night with the woman he

moment, he wished time could freeze,

an hour, they

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the window. “I won’t

I refuse!”

she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back

couldn’t accept

reddened from her futile

and despite her recent composure, she once

herself

Mark stopped the

seeing the tears in

the fact that she still harbored feelings for him. Otherwise,

anything. I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still

smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless

felt completely lost in the

alighted gracefully from the car, taking the

his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity

neck was taut, revealing faint blue veins, a

an abundance of patience, Mark stood

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

street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn had stripped the leaves away, creating an air of

a gentle click, Mark shut the

reached out and captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace

night was too potent, or it was the nostalgic

customary sense of restraint abandoned

his grip at the back of her head, not heeding

Let go of

proving futile as his hold

of tobacco

scent enveloped

appeared well-groomed but only she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would

passionate kiss endured,

he released his grip on

fine and handsome countenance received a resounding

was suave by

it was no secret that he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him.

Except for Cecilia.

her eyes reddened. “Who gave you the

am to you? Are we here because

grazed his lip, a hint of pain

strength had

he murmured, “I apologize. I

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

moment had he

do. He acknowledged that the recent kiss had crossed

asked her, “Go upstairs. There are some documents

agreed. After all, they shared a child, and

due time, they entered the

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

the table even a platter of fruits,

of the fruit flesh

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

a hint

reminding herself not to

gift for captivating

words held the power to ensnare even the most

been hurt so deeply, she pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again,

naivety no longer resided

you can drop me home. I am different from

smirked with irritation. “Do you care for him so

She remained silent.

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

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

Cecilia did not decline.

and she saw no

that was

couldn’t have the man she wanted, she should

Rena broke up with Waylen, the value of the checks

had complicated

business school, the intricacies of the documents

her countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better than before; her face

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