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

accepting her fate and making the best

else if they treated Edwin well and were compatible in

led her

heartache and conflicting emotions, Mark

handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible

not

you don’t want to, I’ll

cheeks as she felt humiliated, but she

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

the other end, Juliette remained silent for a while before instructing, “Put

unaware of the conversation that

a low voice, Mark assured, “I know. I

a few more words, he hung up and placed the phone in the storage

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

steering

Mr. Evans. With your debonair charm, you’re the

through the dark night with the woman he

moment, he wished time could freeze, allowing them to

they arrived at

Cecilia recognized the place.

violently, she desperately slapped at the window. “I won’t

I refuse!”

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

Cecilia couldn’t accept any

palms were reddened from her futile

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

herself

stopped

face her and seeing the tears

overlook the fact that she still harbored feelings for

to comfort 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

a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable

of her emotions, she felt completely lost in the

elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from the car, taking the

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

revealing faint blue veins,

abundance of patience, Mark

to stretch endlessly until, at last, Cecilia emerged from the vehicle and

concealed itself in the shadow

Mark shut the

out and captured her wrist, pulling her into his embrace

it

customary sense of

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

go

struggle proving

of tobacco permeated

enveloped her

but only she knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin for a considerable

passionate kiss endured,

released his grip

turn, his fine and handsome countenance received a resounding slap, the sound resonating

suave

bending to accommodate him. None dared

Except for Cecilia.

she averted her gaze, her eyes

am to you? Are

tongue grazed his lip,

had surprised

depth as he murmured, “I

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

moment had he

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

upstairs. There are some documents that

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

they entered

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

even a platter of fruits, all of which

of the fruit flesh

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

throat tightened, a

reminding herself not to be swayed by

a gift

the most guarded souls

have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in

longer

then you can drop me home. I am different

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

She remained silent.

the sofa and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same. “Sit down and

her. As she flipped through the

Cecilia did not decline.

she saw no reason to reject his offer

least, that was

if a woman couldn’t have the man she

up with Waylen, the value

Mark had complicated

school,

that she looked better than before; her face no

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