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.”

trying to piss

accepting her fate and making the best of

they treated Edwin well and

her had led her to give up and embrace her

and conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t

to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you won’t be going home for

“I’m not going out with

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

Cecilia’s cheeks as she felt humiliated,

lie, so she explained that she had something to discuss

Juliette remained silent for a while

unaware of the conversation that ensued

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

words, he hung up and placed the phone in the

back of

the steering wheel. “Do you know

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

remained silent as he drove through the dark night with the woman he had once loved deeply

freeze, allowing

an hour, they arrived at a

Cecilia recognized the place.

the window. “I

I refuse!”

couldn’t fathom why he was taking her back to that apartment. What were his intentions? What

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept any of

reddened from her futile

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

herself

stopped the

face her and seeing the tears

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

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

a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to

felt completely lost

an elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully

door, his eyes locking onto Cecilia in the obscurity of

was taut, revealing faint

of patience, Mark

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

of a dim street lamp, her graceful silhouette concealed itself in the shadow of a sycamore tree. Early autumn had stripped the leaves away, creating

a gentle click, Mark shut the car

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

or it was the nostalgic familiarity that

of

the back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness,

Let go of

implored, her desperate struggle proving

the smell of

enveloped her

knew that the lingering aroma of his masculinity would cling to her skin

passionate kiss endured, seemingly

released his

received a resounding slap, the sound resonating

suave

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

Except for Cecilia.

eyes reddened. “Who gave you the

I am to you? Are we here because you want to continue

his lip, a hint of

strength had

depth as he murmured, “I apologize. I lost

saint. He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate

a single moment had he

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

he asked her, “Go upstairs. There are

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

time, they entered the

furnishings well-maintained, as though time had

platter of fruits, all of which

of the fruit flesh

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

a hint of sweetness

herself not to

a gift for captivating

held the power to ensnare even the most guarded souls with a

so deeply, she pondered whether she might have fallen under his spell again, or perhaps indulged in a passionate encounter with

naivety no longer resided within

I am different from you, Mr. Evans. lam currently involved with someone else, and it would be disrespectful to

irritation. “Do you care for him 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

her. As

Cecilia did not decline.

and she saw no reason to reject

that was

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

had complicated

business school, the intricacies of the documents left her

she looked better than before; her face no

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