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

was simply accepting her fate

to marry someone else if they treated Edwin well and were compatible in

her had led her to give up

and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t know who

time before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a

not going out

talk to you. If you don’t want to, I’ll call your

she felt

lie, so she explained that she had something to discuss with him

for a while before instructing, “Put Mark on the

the phone to Mark, unaware of the conversation

voice, Mark assured, “I know. I

few more words, he hung up

started moving, and Cecilia leaned against the back

he held the steering wheel. “Do you

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

with the woman he had once loved deeply

freeze, allowing

they arrived at a

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the window.

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 he expect from

couldn’t accept

reddened from

were filled with tears, and despite her recent composure, she once

herself

Mark stopped

the tears in

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

trying to comfort her like one would soothe a child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to

leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable

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

display, Mark alighted gracefully

car door, his eyes

taut, revealing faint blue

abundance of patience, Mark stood

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

glow of a dim street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn had

Mark shut the car door behind

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

the night was too potent, or it was

customary sense of

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

go

struggle proving futile

of

enveloped her

the lingering aroma of his

kiss

his grip on

fine and handsome countenance received

was suave

temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None

Except for Cecilia.

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

you think I am to you? Are we

his lip, a hint of

strength had

“I apologize. I

was no saint. He knew his body craved

single moment

should do. He acknowledged

asked her, “Go upstairs. There are some

all, they shared a child,

due time, they

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

even a platter of fruits, all of which

succulence of the fruit

is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years, he still remembers your

tightened, a hint

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

had a gift for captivating

even the most

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

longer

“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

care for him so much? Are you determined to marry no ‘one but

She remained silent.

seat, gesturing for her to do the same.

before her. As she flipped through the pages, she realized they were related

Cecilia did not decline.

saw no reason

that was

have the man she wanted,

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

had

business school, the

countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better

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