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 piss

accepting her fate and

they treated Edwin well

pain he caused her had led her to give

heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t

voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness.

froze. “I’m not going out

voice softened as he explained, “I need to talk to you. If you don’t want to, I’ll

cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called her

couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something to

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

to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued

voice, Mark assured, “I know. I

words, he hung up and placed the

car started moving, and Cecilia leaned against the back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark, aren’t you

held the steering wheel. “Do

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

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

this moment, he wished time could freeze, allowing

an hour, they arrived at

Cecilia recognized the place.

the window. “I won’t go there,

I refuse!”

couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back

couldn’t

were reddened from her

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

despised herself

Mark stopped the

to face her and seeing the tears in

mature and astute man, he wouldn’t overlook the fact that she still

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

with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless

felt completely lost in the face of his

display, Mark alighted gracefully from

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

revealing faint blue veins, a striking

abundance of patience, Mark

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

graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow

gentle click, Mark shut

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

allure of the night was too potent, or it was the

sense of restraint

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

Let go of

her desperate struggle proving futile as

of tobacco permeated her

scent enveloped her

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

kiss endured, seemingly

his grip on

fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating through the

was suave

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

Except for Cecilia.

eyes reddened. “Who gave you

you? Are we here because you want

lip,

strength had

he murmured, “I apologize. I lost

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

moment

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

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

agreed. After all, they shared a child,

they

as though time had

platter of fruits, all of which

of the fruit flesh

gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to

tightened, a

reminding herself not to

had a gift for captivating hearts

to ensnare even the most guarded souls with a mere few

she not been hurt so deeply, she pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a passionate encounter with him in this

naivety no longer

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

“Do you care for him so much? Are

She remained silent.

took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. “Sit down and review these

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

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to

least, that

the man she wanted, she should at least

Rena broke up with Waylen, the value

had

Cecilia’s aptitude as a top student in business school, the intricacies of the documents left her feeling

looked better than

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