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

accepting her fate and

marry someone else if they treated Edwin well and

her to give up and

emotions, Mark didn’t know who to

to calm with a trace

froze. “I’m not going out

“I need to talk to you. If you don’t want to, I’ll call your mom myself.

Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called her

she explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding

silent for a

handed the phone to Mark, unaware of the

voice, Mark assured, “I know. I won’t cross any

he hung up

back of the seat,

chuckled as he held the steering wheel.

the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center of attention wherever you go. It’s hard for me not

night with the woman he had once loved

could freeze, allowing them to be

hour, they arrived at a quiet

Cecilia recognized the place.

at the window. “I won’t go

I refuse!”

was taking her back to that apartment. What were his intentions?

Cecilia couldn’t accept any of

were reddened from her futile

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

despised herself

Mark stopped the

to face her and seeing the tears

fact that she still harbored feelings

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

words flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless

she felt completely lost in the face of his

Mark alighted gracefully

eyes locking

taut, revealing faint blue veins,

of patience, Mark

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

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

Mark shut the car door behind

her wrist, pulling her into his embrace before she

of the night was too potent, or it was the nostalgic familiarity

of restraint

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

Let go of

implored, her desperate struggle proving futile as

smell of

enveloped

aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for

passionate kiss

released his grip on

handsome countenance received

was suave

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

Except for Cecilia.

eyes reddened. “Who gave you

think I am to you? Are we here because

grazed his lip, a hint of pain

had

reflected depth as he murmured, “I

a while since he had been with her, and he was no saint. He knew his

moment had he

was aware of what he should do.

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

agreed. After all, they shared a child, and she

time, they entered

the opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though time had scarcely touched the luxurious

platter of fruits, all of which happened to be her

succulence of the fruit

Mark shut the door, he followed her gaze and gently said, “This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these

throat tightened, a hint of

tightly pinched her hand, reminding herself not to be swayed

had a gift for captivating

held the power to ensnare even the most guarded souls

been hurt so 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 within

you need to, and then you can drop me home. I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and

so much? Are you determined to marry

She remained silent.

a seat, gesturing for her to do

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, she should at least secure his financial

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

had complicated

school, the intricacies of the

her countenance, Mark noticed that she looked better than before; her face

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