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.”
realized she wasn’t trying to piss him
accepting her fate and making the best
if they treated Edwin well and were
her to give up
with heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t
a long time 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 going home for the
froze. “I’m not going
don’t want to, I’ll call your mom myself. Cecilia, do you want
Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called
had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin
the other end, Juliette remained silent for a while before instructing, “Put Mark on
of the
low voice, Mark assured, “I know. I
few more words, he hung up and placed the
started moving, and Cecilia leaned against the back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark, aren’t you
he held the steering wheel. “Do you
your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s hard
through the dark night with the woman
freeze, allowing them to
hour, they arrived at a
Cecilia recognized the place.
at the window. “I won’t go there,
I refuse!”
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
Cecilia couldn’t accept
palms were reddened from her futile
filled with tears, and despite her recent composure, she once again felt like
herself
Mark stopped
and seeing the tears
she still
I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust in each
leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable
completely lost
display, Mark alighted gracefully from
car door, his eyes locking
was taut, revealing faint blue veins, a striking
an abundance of
until, at last, Cecilia emerged from the vehicle and advanced ahead, disregarding his
a dim street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of
shut the
her wrist, pulling
allure of the night was too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him
customary sense of restraint abandoned
lips against hers, his grip at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath with the intensity of
Let go
desperate struggle proving
of tobacco permeated her
scent enveloped her
only she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling
kiss endured,
he released his grip on
turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a
was suave
he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his presence, let alone raise a hand
Except for Cecilia.
eyes reddened. “Who gave you the right to kiss
do you think I am to you? Are
grazed his lip, a hint of pain
strength had surprised
reflected depth as he murmured, “I apologize. I lost control for a
while since he had been with her, and he was no saint. He knew his body craved her presence;
single moment
Mark was aware of what he should do. He
“Go upstairs. There are some documents that require
they shared a child, and she feared
time, they
opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though time had scarcely touched the
a platter of fruits, all of which happened
succulence of the fruit flesh
“This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even
a hint of
tightly pinched her hand, reminding herself not to be swayed by his gentle
gift
the most guarded souls with
might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a
naivety no longer resided within
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,
you care for him so much? Are you
She remained silent.
seat, gesturing for her to do the
but obliged, facing a stack of papers before her. As she flipped through the pages, she realized they were related
Cecilia did not decline.
all, Edwin was their shared child and she saw no reason to reject
that
a woman couldn’t have the man she wanted, she should at least secure
instance, when Rena broke up with Waylen, the value of the checks he wrote her grew
Mark had
Cecilia’s aptitude as a top student in business school, the
she looked better than before; her face no longer
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