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 to piss him

simply accepting her fate and making the

if they treated Edwin

her to

and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t

voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness.

“I’m not going out with

don’t want to, I’ll call your mom

down Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she

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

end, Juliette remained silent for a while before instructing, “Put Mark on the

of the conversation

“I know. I won’t cross

up

back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark, aren’t

steering wheel. “Do

your debonair charm, you’re the center of

remained silent as he drove through the dark night with the woman he had once loved deeply

moment, he wished time could freeze, allowing them to be together

half an hour, they

Cecilia recognized the place.

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

I refuse!”

couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What

couldn’t accept any

palms were reddened from

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

herself for

stopped

and seeing the

he wouldn’t overlook the fact that she still harbored feelings for him. Otherwise, she wouldn’t

trying 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

smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to refute

she felt completely lost in the face of his persuasive

display, Mark alighted gracefully from

his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the

slender neck was taut, revealing

of patience, Mark

time seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last,

concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree.

gentle click, Mark shut the car door

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

of the night was too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted him to recall past

sense of restraint

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

Let go

her desperate struggle proving futile as his

of tobacco permeated her

enveloped

but only she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would

kiss endured, seemingly

he released his

turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the

suave

he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his

Except for Cecilia.

gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who gave you the right to kiss

you think I am to you? Are we here because you want

grazed his lip, a hint of pain

strength had surprised

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

with her, and he was no saint. He knew his body

moment had he

he should do. He acknowledged that the recent kiss

branch, he asked her, “Go upstairs. There are

a moment, Cecilia reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child,

due time, they

appeared unchanged, the opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though

even a platter of fruits, all

the fruit flesh

I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years, he still

a

tightly pinched her hand, reminding herself not to be swayed

had a gift

the power to ensnare even the

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

naivety no longer resided

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

smirked with irritation. “Do you care for him so

She remained silent.

sofa and took a seat, gesturing for her to do

of papers before her. As she flipped through the pages, she realized they were related to Edwin’s

Cecilia did not decline.

she saw no reason to reject his offer to financially support

that

a woman couldn’t have the man she

Waylen, the value of the checks he wrote

had

Cecilia’s aptitude as a top student in business school, the intricacies of the documents

noticed that she looked better than before; her

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