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

fate and making

if they treated Edwin

led her to give up and embrace

conflicting emotions,

to calm with a trace of imperceptible

froze. “I’m not going out

as he explained, “I need to talk to you. If you don’t want to, I’ll call

she felt humiliated, but she reluctantly

she had something to

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

of the conversation that ensued between him

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

more words, he hung up and placed the

moving, and Cecilia leaned against the back

held the steering

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

as he drove through the dark night with

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

they arrived at a quiet

Cecilia recognized the place.

at the

I refuse!”

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

Cecilia couldn’t accept any

palms were reddened from her futile

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

despised herself for

Mark stopped the

seeing the tears in her eyes, his

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

to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust in each other? If you can’t trust me, at least trust your mother.

flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless

unsure of her emotions, she felt completely lost in

an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from the

door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the

was taut, revealing

of patience, Mark stood

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

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

gentle click, Mark shut the car

and captured her wrist, pulling her

or it was the

of restraint abandoned

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

Let go

desperate struggle proving futile as

smell of tobacco permeated her

scent enveloped her

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

kiss endured, seemingly

his grip

countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating through

was suave by

accommodate him. None dared to act spoiled in his presence, let alone

Except for Cecilia.

eyes reddened.

What do you think I am to you? Are we here because you

grazed his lip, a hint of

had surprised

murmured, “I

and he was no saint. He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate encounters of the past years remained

single moment had

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

upstairs.

reluctantly agreed. After all, they shared a child, and she feared his influence might grant him

due time, they entered the

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

table even a platter of fruits, all of which

succulence of the fruit

“This is what I asked

tightened, a

her hand, reminding herself not to

a gift

words held the power to ensnare even the most guarded souls with a mere few

been hurt so deeply, she pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in

naivety no longer resided within

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 else, and it would be disrespectful to him if I continued

smirked with irritation. “Do you care for him so much? Are you determined to marry no

She remained silent.

took a seat, gesturing for her to

her. As she flipped

Cecilia did not decline.

shared child and she saw no reason

least, that

have the man she wanted, she should

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

had

student in business school, the intricacies of the documents left her feeling somewhat

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

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