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

fate

they treated

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

with heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark

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

froze. “I’m not going out with

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

Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt

she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin and

remained silent for a while before instructing, “Put Mark on

Mark, unaware of

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

up and placed

and Cecilia leaned against the back of

held the steering wheel. “Do you

your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s hard for me not to

silent as he drove through the dark night with the woman he had once loved deeply seated

could freeze, allowing them to be

they arrived at a

Cecilia recognized the place.

she desperately slapped at the window. “I won’t go there,

I refuse!”

past 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

Cecilia couldn’t accept any of

palms were reddened from her

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

despised herself for

Mark stopped the

her and seeing the tears in her eyes, his

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

one would soothe a child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have

flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless

unsure of her emotions, she felt completely lost in

alighted gracefully from the car,

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

was taut, revealing faint

abundance of patience, Mark

of time seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia emerged

shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn had stripped

gentle click, Mark shut the

he reached out and captured her wrist, pulling her into his

potent, or it was the nostalgic

sense of restraint abandoned

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

go of

implored, her desperate struggle proving futile as his

the smell of tobacco permeated

enveloped her

of his masculinity would cling to

kiss

released his grip on

received a resounding slap, the

suave

secret that he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared

Except for Cecilia.

slap, she averted her gaze, her eyes reddened.

you? Are we here because you want to continue

lip,

strength had surprised

depth as he murmured, “I

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

moment had he

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

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

a moment, Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a

time, they entered

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

fruits, all of which happened to

of the fruit

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

a hint

not to be swayed by his

a gift for captivating hearts

power to ensnare even the

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

naivety no longer

you can drop me home. I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and it would

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

She remained silent.

a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. “Sit down

her lips but obliged, facing a stack of papers before her. As

Cecilia did not decline.

she saw no

that

have the man she wanted, she should at least secure

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

Mark had complicated

business school, the intricacies of the documents left her feeling

countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better than before; her

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