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

her fate and making the best of

if they treated Edwin well and were

her to give up and

emotions,

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

not going

“I need to talk to you. If you don’t want to,

she felt humiliated, but

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

a while before instructing, “Put Mark on the

of the conversation

“I

a few more words, he hung up and placed the phone in

moving, and Cecilia leaned against the back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark,

held the steering

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

dark night with

he wished time could freeze, allowing them to be together

they arrived at a

Cecilia recognized the place.

she desperately slapped at the window. “I won’t

I refuse!”

and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her

Cecilia couldn’t

palms were reddened

and despite her recent composure, she once again felt like the powerless girl

despised herself for

Mark stopped

seeing the tears in her

she still harbored feelings for him. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have reacted so

child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk

a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to

her emotions, she felt completely lost in the face of his persuasive

Mark alighted gracefully

car door, his eyes locking onto

was taut, revealing faint blue

of

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

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

shut the car door

and captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before she could

was too potent, or it was the

of

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

go

her desperate struggle proving futile as his hold

smell of

enveloped

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

passionate kiss endured,

released his

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

was suave by

it was no secret that he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None

Except for Cecilia.

her eyes reddened. “Who gave you the

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

his lip, a

strength had

reflected depth as he murmured, “I apologize. I lost control for

saint. He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate encounters of

single moment had he

what he should do. He acknowledged that

her, “Go upstairs. There are some

After all, they shared a child, and she feared his influence might

they entered the

the opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though

platter of fruits, all of which happened to

succulence of the

door, he followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years, he still remembers your culinary

throat tightened, a hint

to be swayed by his gentle demeanor any

gift for

even the most

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

naivety no longer resided

believe you want to talk about Edwin. Say what you need to, and then you can drop me home. I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and it would be disrespectful to him if I

for him so much?

She remained silent.

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

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

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to reject his offer to financially support their

least, that

woman couldn’t have the man she

when Rena broke up with Waylen, the value of the checks

had complicated

top student in business school,

better

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