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.”

wasn’t trying

accepting her fate and making the best

was willing to marry someone else if they treated Edwin well and were

caused her had led her to give up and embrace her

and conflicting emotions, Mark

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

not

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

as she felt humiliated, but

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

other end, Juliette remained silent for a while before instructing, “Put

phone to Mark, unaware of the conversation that ensued between him and

“I know. I won’t

words, he hung up and placed the

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

held the steering

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

through the dark night with the woman

wished time could freeze, allowing them to

they arrived

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the window. “I won’t

I refuse!”

fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What were his intentions? What did he expect

Cecilia couldn’t accept

reddened from her

eyes were filled with tears, and despite her recent composure, she once again felt like

despised herself

stopped the

her and seeing the tears

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

to comfort her like 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 trust in each other? If you can’t trust me, at

eloquence, leaving Cecilia

and unsure of her emotions, she felt completely lost in the face

alighted gracefully from the car, taking the

the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of

slender neck was taut, revealing faint blue

abundance of patience, Mark

to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia emerged from

the soft glow of a dim street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a

Mark shut the

and captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace

or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to recall past

customary sense of

her head, not heeding any

Let go of

proving

the smell of

enveloped her

aroma of his

passionate kiss endured,

he released his grip

fine and handsome countenance received a

suave by

often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his presence, let alone raise a hand

Except for Cecilia.

the slap, she averted her gaze, her eyes

do you think I am to you? Are we here because you want to continue our

his lip, a hint of

strength had

as he murmured, “I apologize.

while since he had been with her, and he was no saint. He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate encounters of the past years remained vivid

a single moment had he

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

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

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

time, they

furnishings well-maintained, as though time

even a platter of fruits, all of which

of the

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

a hint of sweetness

not to

had a gift for

even the most guarded souls with

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

naivety no longer

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

him so much? Are you

She remained silent.

and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same.

papers before her. As she flipped

Cecilia did not decline.

all, Edwin was their shared child and she saw no reason to

that was Rena’s

that if a woman couldn’t have the man she wanted,

value of the checks he

Mark had complicated

student in business school, the intricacies of

looked better

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