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

accepting her fate and

someone else if they treated Edwin well

her to give

conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t

calm with a trace of imperceptible

“I’m not going out

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

down Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated, but

that she had something to discuss with

other end, Juliette remained silent for a while before instructing,

to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued between

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

he hung up and placed the phone in

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

he held the steering wheel. “Do you know

always in the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s

he drove through the dark night with the woman he

could freeze, allowing them to

an hour, they

Cecilia recognized the place.

desperately slapped at the window.

I refuse!”

and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking

Cecilia couldn’t accept any of

were reddened from her

composure, she once

despised herself

stopped

face her and seeing the tears in her eyes, his heart

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

“I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust in each other?

a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and

and unsure of her emotions, she felt completely lost in the face

elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from the

his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of the

revealing faint blue veins,

of patience, Mark

to stretch endlessly until, at last,

shadow of a

Mark shut the car door behind

he reached out and captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before she could

the allure of the night was too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him

customary sense of restraint

grip at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even

go

proving futile as

of tobacco permeated her

enveloped

that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a

kiss endured,

released his grip on

countenance received

was suave by

bending to accommodate him. None

Except for Cecilia.

her eyes reddened. “Who gave

Are

tongue grazed his lip, a hint

had

murmured, “I apologize. I lost control

He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate encounters of the past years remained vivid

a single moment had

of what he should do. He acknowledged that the recent kiss had crossed

her, “Go upstairs. There are some documents that

Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a

time, they

the opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though time

fruits, all

the

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

a hint

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

a gift for

even the most guarded souls with

pondered whether she might have fallen under his

naivety no longer resided

composed manner, she stated, “I believe you want to talk about Edwin. Say what you need to, and then you can drop me home. I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and it

so much? Are you determined to marry no ‘one

She remained silent.

to the sofa and took a seat, gesturing for

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

Cecilia did not decline.

shared child and she saw no reason to

that was Rena’s

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

up with Waylen, the value of the checks

Mark had

business school, the intricacies of the documents left her

noticed that she looked better than

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