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

was simply accepting her fate and making the

else if they

her had led her to give up and embrace

conflicting emotions, Mark didn’t know who to

her for a long time before handing her his phone, his voice returning to calm with a trace of imperceptible tenderness. “Call your mother and tell her you won’t be going home for the

froze. “I’m not

you don’t want to, I’ll call your mom myself.

felt humiliated, but she reluctantly called

so she explained that she had something to

for a

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

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

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

back of the seat,

he held the steering wheel. “Do you know

With your debonair charm, you’re

remained silent as he drove through the dark night with the woman he

moment, he wished time could freeze, allowing them to

they arrived

Cecilia recognized the place.

slapped at the window. “I won’t go there,

I refuse!”

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

helpless, Cecilia couldn’t accept any of

palms were reddened from her futile

she once again felt like the powerless girl

herself for

Mark stopped

the tears in her eyes, his

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

to caress her face, trying to comfort her like one would soothe a child. “I won’t do anything. I just want to talk to you

a smooth eloquence, leaving Cecilia defenseless and unable to refute

felt completely lost in the face

elegant display, Mark alighted gracefully from

car door, his eyes

taut, revealing faint blue veins, a striking

an abundance of

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 tree. Early autumn had stripped the leaves

Mark shut

out and captured her wrist, pulling

the allure of the night was too potent, or it was the

sense of restraint

back of her head, not heeding any semblance of gentleness, even stifling

Let go of

desperate struggle proving futile as his

the smell of tobacco permeated

enveloped her

the lingering aroma of his

kiss endured,

released his grip

his fine and handsome countenance received

was suave by

possessed a volatile temper, with women often bending to accommodate him. None dared to act

Except for Cecilia.

eyes reddened.

am to you? Are

tongue grazed his lip, a hint

strength had surprised

murmured, “I apologize.

saint. He knew his body craved her presence; the passionate encounters of the past years

single moment had

should do. He acknowledged that the

asked her, “Go upstairs. There are some documents that require your

shared a child,

due time, they entered the

well-maintained, as though

a platter of fruits, all of which happened to be

of the

“This is what I asked Peter to prepare. Even after all these years,

tightened, a hint

pinched her hand, reminding herself not to

had a gift

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

under his spell again, or perhaps indulged

naivety no longer resided

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

care for him so much? Are you determined to marry no ‘one

She remained silent.

slightly. He proceeded to the sofa and took a seat, gesturing for her to do the same.

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

Cecilia did not decline.

was their shared child and she saw no

that was

reasoned that if a woman couldn’t have the man

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

Mark had

in business school, the

Mark noticed that she looked better

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