A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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

was simply accepting her fate

to marry someone else if they

he caused her had led her to give up and embrace her

emotions, Mark didn’t know who to

stared at 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 tell her you

“I’m not going out with

to you. If you don’t want

Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she

Mark’s phone, she couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin and might return home

silent for a while before instructing, “Put Mark

phone to Mark, unaware of the conversation

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

few more words, he hung up and placed the

Cecilia leaned against the back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark,

as he held the steering wheel. “Do you

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

with the woman he had once loved deeply seated beside

could freeze, allowing them to be together

an hour, they arrived at

Cecilia recognized the place.

the

I refuse!”

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

couldn’t accept

reddened from

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

herself for

Mark stopped

her and seeing the tears

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

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

words flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable

felt completely lost in the face

Mark alighted gracefully from

his eyes locking onto

slender neck was taut, revealing faint blue veins, a striking

abundance of patience, Mark stood

until, at last, Cecilia emerged from the vehicle and advanced ahead, disregarding

concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore

shut the car

pulling her into his embrace before she

too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to

customary sense of restraint

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

Let go of

desperate struggle proving

of tobacco permeated her

enveloped her

aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable duration after this

kiss endured,

he released his

handsome countenance received a

suave

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

Except for Cecilia.

her gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who gave you the right

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

grazed his lip, a hint of pain

strength had surprised

“I apologize. I lost control for a

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

a single moment had he

do. He acknowledged that the recent kiss

olive branch, he asked her, “Go upstairs. There are some documents that require your

contemplating for a moment, Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child, and

they entered the

well-maintained, as though time had scarcely touched

the table even a platter of fruits, all

the fruit flesh was

her gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years, he still

tightened, a hint of sweetness

not to be swayed by

gift for captivating

power to ensnare even the

his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a passionate encounter

longer

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 him if I

irritation. “Do you care for him so much? Are you determined to marry no ‘one

She remained silent.

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

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

Cecilia did not decline.

was their shared child and she saw no reason to reject his offer to financially support their

that

man she wanted, she should at least secure his financial

Rena broke up with Waylen, the value of the checks he

Mark had

a top student in business school, the intricacies of

noticed that she looked better than before; her