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 to

fate

someone else if they treated

he caused her had led her to

emotions, Mark didn’t know who

with a trace

not going out

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

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

explained that she had something to discuss with him regarding Edwin and might

other end, Juliette remained silent for a

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

Mark assured, “I know. I

few more words, he hung up and

back of the seat, murmuring, “Mark,

chuckled as he held the steering wheel. “Do you know

in the news, Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the center of

dark night with the woman he had once

time could freeze, allowing them to be together

hour, they arrived

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the

I refuse!”

of their past intimacy flooded her mind, and she couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that

Cecilia couldn’t

palms were reddened from her

despite her recent composure, she once again felt like the powerless girl who couldn’t

herself

stopped

and seeing the tears in her eyes, his heart

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

want to talk to you about something. Cecilia, don’t we still have trust in

flowed with a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable

felt completely lost in

an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully

opened the car door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of

taut, revealing faint blue

abundance of patience, Mark stood

time seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia

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

gentle click, Mark shut the car door

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

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

sense of

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

Let go

implored, her desperate struggle proving futile as his hold remained

of

enveloped

the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable duration after this

kiss

released his grip

received a resounding

was suave

he possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate

Except for Cecilia.

averted her gaze, her eyes reddened. “Who

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

grazed his lip, a hint of

strength had

depth as he murmured, “I

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

single moment

he should do.

branch, he asked her, “Go upstairs.

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

time, they entered

opulent furnishings well-maintained, as though time

the table even a platter of fruits,

succulence of the fruit

said, “This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years, he still remembers your

throat tightened, a hint

not to be swayed

a gift for captivating hearts

the most

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

longer resided

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

care for him so much? Are you determined to marry

She remained silent.

a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. “Sit

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

Cecilia did not decline.

no reason to reject his offer to financially

that was Rena’s

have the man she wanted, she should at least secure his

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

had complicated

aptitude as a top student in business school, the intricacies of the

that she looked better than before; her

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