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

was simply accepting her fate and making the best

to marry someone else if they treated Edwin well

had led her

emotions, Mark

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

not going

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

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

she couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had

Juliette remained silent for a while

phone to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued

a low voice, Mark assured, “I know. I

up and placed the

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

as he held the steering wheel. “Do you know my

charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s hard for me not

night with the woman he

could freeze, allowing

half an hour, they

Cecilia recognized the place.

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

I refuse!”

flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t

palms were reddened from

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

herself for

Mark stopped

seeing the tears in her eyes, his

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

to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust in each other? If you can’t trust me, at least

eloquence, leaving

felt completely lost in the face of his

elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully

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

taut, revealing faint

an abundance of

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

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

gentle click, Mark shut the car door

her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before she

was too potent, or it

of restraint abandoned

at the back of her head, not heeding

Let go of

her desperate struggle proving futile as

the smell of

enveloped

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

kiss

he released his grip on

fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating

suave

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

Except for Cecilia.

her eyes reddened. “Who gave

you? Are we here because you want to continue our shameless

grazed his lip, a hint of pain

had surprised

he murmured, “I apologize. I

had been a while since he had been with her, and he was no saint. He knew his

single moment had he

Mark was aware of what he should do. He

her, “Go upstairs. There are

shared a child, and

time, they

unchanged, the opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though

of fruits, all of

succulence of the fruit flesh

door, he followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even

a hint

hand, reminding herself not to be swayed by his gentle

a gift for captivating

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

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

no longer resided

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 him if I

so much? Are you

She remained silent.

He proceeded to the sofa and took a seat, gesturing for her to

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

Cecilia did not decline.

child and she saw no

least, that was Rena’s

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

broke up with Waylen, the value of the checks he wrote her grew exponentially.

Mark had

top student in business school, the intricacies of the documents left her feeling somewhat

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

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