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

her fate and making the best of

someone else if they

he caused her had led her to give up

and conflicting emotions,

a trace

“I’m not going out with

you. If you don’t want to, I’ll call your mom myself. Cecilia, do you want this

felt humiliated, but

Mark’s phone, she couldn’t lie, so she explained that she had something

other end, Juliette remained silent for a

of the conversation that ensued

a low voice, Mark assured, “I know. I won’t

he hung up and

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

chuckled as he held the steering

retorted sarcastically, “You’re always in the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you

dark night with the woman

could freeze, allowing them to be together

hour, they

Cecilia recognized the place.

the window. “I won’t go

I refuse!”

intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What were

couldn’t accept any of

palms were reddened from

tears, and despite her recent composure, she once again felt

herself

Mark stopped the

and seeing the

fact that she still harbored feelings for him. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have

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

flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to

unsure of her emotions, she felt completely lost in

elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from the car,

he skillfully opened the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia

revealing

an abundance of

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

lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn had

a gentle click, Mark shut the

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

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

customary sense of restraint abandoned

her head, not heeding

Let go of

struggle proving futile as his hold remained

of tobacco

scent enveloped

aroma of his masculinity would cling to

passionate kiss endured, seemingly

he released his grip on

turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding

was suave

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

Except for Cecilia.

slap, she averted her gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who gave you the right to

do you think I am to you? Are we

tongue grazed his lip,

had surprised

“I apologize. I lost control for

no saint. He knew his body craved her

a single moment had he

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

upstairs. There are some

shared a

they

well-maintained, as though time had scarcely

the table even a platter of fruits, all

succulence of the fruit flesh

“This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years,

throat tightened, a hint

herself not to be swayed by his gentle demeanor any

gift for

ensnare even the most guarded souls with a mere few

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

naivety no longer

composed 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

so much? Are you determined to

She remained silent.

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

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

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to reject

least, that

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

up with Waylen, the value of the checks

Mark had

school, the intricacies of the documents left

looked better than

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