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 to

simply accepting her fate

if they treated Edwin well and

her to give up

conflicting emotions,

returning to calm with a trace

froze. “I’m not going out

to talk to you. If you don’t want to, I’ll call your mom myself. Cecilia, do you want this to

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

couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had

the other end, Juliette remained silent for a while before instructing, “Put Mark on the

of the conversation that ensued between him

assured, “I know. I won’t cross

hung up

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

steering wheel. “Do you know

your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s hard for me

with the woman he had once

freeze, allowing

they arrived at a

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the

I refuse!”

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

couldn’t accept

palms were reddened

recent composure, she once again felt like the powerless girl who couldn’t resist his

despised herself for

Mark stopped

face her and seeing the tears in her eyes,

mature and astute man, he wouldn’t overlook the fact that she

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

leaving Cecilia defenseless and

she felt completely lost in

Mark alighted gracefully from the car,

eyes

slender neck was taut, revealing faint blue veins,

abundance of patience, Mark stood

endlessly until, at last, Cecilia

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

a gentle click, Mark shut the car door behind

captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before

allure of the night was too potent, or it was the

of restraint abandoned

head, not heeding any semblance of

go of

desperate struggle proving

the smell of tobacco

enveloped

appeared well-groomed but only she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable

passionate kiss endured, seemingly

released his

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

was suave

secret that he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate

Except for Cecilia.

averted her gaze, her eyes

What do you think I am to you? Are we here because

his lip,

had

reflected depth as he murmured, “I apologize. I

while since he had been with her, and he was no saint. He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate encounters of

single moment had he

do. He acknowledged that the recent kiss

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

reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child, and she feared

they

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

the table even a platter of fruits, all of which happened to

the

“This is what I asked Peter to prepare.

throat tightened, a

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

had a gift for captivating

even the most guarded souls

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

longer resided

Say what you need to, and then you can drop me home. I am different

for him so much? Are you determined

She remained silent.

and took a seat, gesturing for her to

obliged, facing a stack of papers before her. As she flipped through the pages, she realized they

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to reject his offer to financially support their

that

have the man she wanted, she should at least secure his financial

with Waylen, the value of the

had

as a top student in business school, the intricacies

noticed that she looked better than

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