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

simply accepting her fate and making

they treated Edwin well and were compatible

her had led her to give

emotions, Mark didn’t know

before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you won’t be

not going out with

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

felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called

that she had something to discuss with

a while before

Mark, unaware of the conversation

“I know. I won’t cross

he hung up and placed the phone

and Cecilia leaned against the back of

chuckled as he held the steering wheel. “Do

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

the dark night with the

freeze, allowing them to be together once

half an hour, they arrived at

Cecilia recognized the place.

the window. “I won’t go there,

I refuse!”

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

Cecilia couldn’t accept

palms were reddened from

with tears, and despite her recent composure, she

herself for

Mark stopped

the tears in her eyes, his

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

want to

flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving

of her emotions, she felt completely lost in the face of his

an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from the car,

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

taut, revealing faint

an abundance of patience,

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

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

click, Mark shut

captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before she

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

customary sense of

back of her head, not heeding

Let go

her desperate struggle proving

smell of tobacco permeated

scent enveloped

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

kiss endured, seemingly

his grip

received a resounding slap, the sound resonating

suave by

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

Except for Cecilia.

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

think I am to you? Are we here

tongue grazed his lip, a hint

had

eyes reflected depth as he murmured, “I

been with her, and he was no saint. He knew his body craved her

a single moment

should do. He acknowledged that the recent kiss had

olive branch, he asked her, “Go upstairs. There

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

due time, they entered the

opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though time

fruits, all

succulence of the fruit flesh was

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

throat tightened, a hint

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

had a gift for

the power to ensnare even the most guarded souls with a

she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in

longer

me home. I am different from you, Mr. Evans.

for him so much? Are you determined to

She remained silent.

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

of papers before her. As she

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to

least, that was

if a woman couldn’t have the man

up with Waylen, the value of the checks

had

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

that she looked better than before; her face no

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