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.”

she wasn’t trying to piss him

accepting her fate and making the

willing to marry someone else if they treated Edwin well

had led her

emotions, Mark didn’t know who

handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your

not going out

voice softened as he explained, “I need to talk to you. If you don’t want to, I’ll call your mom myself. Cecilia, do you want this to

as she felt

couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something

end, Juliette remained silent for a while

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

assured, “I know. I won’t

few more words, he hung up and placed the phone

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

as he held the steering wheel. “Do you

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

night with the woman

this moment, he wished time could freeze,

hour, they arrived at a

Cecilia recognized the place.

at the

I refuse!”

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

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept any

palms were reddened from her

tears, and despite her recent composure, she once again

despised herself

stopped the

her and seeing the tears

that she still

would soothe a child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still

leaving Cecilia defenseless

felt completely

an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from the

skillfully opened the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia

revealing faint blue veins,

abundance of

last, Cecilia emerged from the vehicle and advanced

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

gentle click, Mark shut the

captured her wrist, pulling her into his

potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity that prompted

of restraint

the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling her breath with

Let go of

struggle proving futile as his hold

smell of

scent enveloped her

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

passionate kiss endured,

he released his grip

and handsome countenance received a

was suave

women often bending to accommodate him.

Except for Cecilia.

her eyes reddened. “Who gave

Are we here

lip, a

strength had

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

He knew

single moment

do. He acknowledged that the recent kiss had crossed

“Go upstairs. There are some documents that require your

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

due time, they entered the

furnishings well-maintained, as though time had scarcely

a platter of fruits, all of which happened to be her

the fruit flesh

what I asked Peter to prepare. Even

throat tightened, a

herself not to be swayed by his

had a gift for captivating

to ensnare even the most guarded souls with a

deeply, she pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a passionate encounter with him in this opulent apartment

no longer resided

manner, she stated, “I 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

irritation. “Do you care for him so much? Are

She remained silent.

seat, gesturing for

obliged, facing a stack of papers before her. As

Cecilia did not decline.

all, Edwin was their shared child and she saw no

that

have the man she wanted, she should at least secure

broke up with Waylen, the value of the checks he wrote her grew exponentially.

had complicated

school, the intricacies of the documents left her feeling

countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better than before; her face no

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