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

was simply accepting her fate and making the

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

pain he caused her had led her

with heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t know who to

calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you won’t be going home for

not going out

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

as she felt humiliated,

Mark’s phone, she couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding

the other end, Juliette remained silent for a while before instructing,

to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued between

“I know. I won’t cross

more words, he hung up and placed the phone

against the back of the

the steering wheel. “Do you know my

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

he drove through the dark night with the woman

this moment, he wished time could freeze,

they arrived

Cecilia recognized the place.

at the window. “I

I refuse!”

memories of their past intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that

Cecilia couldn’t

were reddened from

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

despised herself

Mark stopped

her and seeing the

that she still harbored

just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust in each

a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless

she felt completely lost in the face of his persuasive

an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from

eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of

slender neck was taut, revealing faint blue

an abundance of patience,

time seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia

graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn

shut the car door behind

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

too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him

of restraint

his lips against hers, his grip at the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness,

go

struggle proving futile as

of tobacco permeated

scent enveloped

appeared well-groomed but only she knew that the lingering aroma of his

passionate kiss endured,

released his

his fine and handsome countenance received a

was suave

volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate

Except for Cecilia.

averted her gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who

you think I am to you? Are we

his lip,

strength had surprised

he murmured, “I apologize. I lost control for

He knew his body craved her presence; the

single moment had

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

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

moment, Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child, and she feared his

they entered

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

even a platter of fruits, all of which

the fruit flesh

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

throat tightened, a hint of

reminding herself not to

a gift

to ensnare even the most guarded souls with a mere few

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

naivety no longer

you need to, and then you can drop me home. I am different from

so much? Are

She remained silent.

a seat, gesturing for

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

Cecilia did not decline.

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

least, that was Rena’s

the man she wanted, she should at least secure

broke up with Waylen, the value of the checks he

Mark had complicated

school, the intricacies of

better than before; her face no longer

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