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

simply accepting her fate

if they treated Edwin well and were compatible in every

had led her

heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t

phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you won’t

froze. “I’m not

need to talk to you. If you don’t

streamed down Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called

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

for a while before instructing,

to Mark, unaware of the conversation

Mark assured, “I know. I won’t cross

more words, he hung up and placed the phone in the storage

Cecilia leaned against the back of the seat, murmuring,

as he held the steering wheel.

retorted sarcastically, “You’re always in the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever

the dark night with the woman he had

freeze, allowing

an hour, they arrived

Cecilia recognized the place.

the window. “I won’t go there,

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

couldn’t

palms were reddened from

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

despised herself

stopped the

her and seeing the tears in her eyes, his

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

won’t do anything. I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t

flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and

unsure of her emotions, she felt completely lost in

Mark alighted gracefully from the car,

the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in

neck was taut, revealing

abundance of patience, Mark stood

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

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

click, Mark shut

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

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

sense of restraint abandoned

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

Let go of

struggle proving futile as his hold

the smell of tobacco

scent enveloped her

knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable duration after this

kiss

he released his grip

turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a

was suave

possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate

Except for Cecilia.

slap, she averted her gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who gave

Are we here

grazed his lip, a hint

had

he murmured, “I apologize. I lost control for

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

a single moment had

aware of what he should do. He acknowledged

upstairs.

shared a

they entered

as though time had scarcely touched the

the table even a platter of fruits, all of which happened to

succulence of the fruit flesh was

gently said, “This is what I

a

not to be swayed by

had a gift for captivating hearts

ensnare even the most guarded souls with a mere few

she pondered whether she might have fallen under his

longer resided

talk about Edwin. Say what you need to, and then you can drop me home. I am different from

smirked with irritation. “Do you care for him so much? Are you determined to

She remained silent.

eyes dimmed slightly. He proceeded to the sofa and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. “Sit

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

Cecilia did not decline.

was their shared child and she saw no reason to reject his offer to

least, that was

man she wanted,

with Waylen, the value of the

had

in business school, the

her countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better

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