A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1211-1220

Peter couldn’t help but worry. “Will Cathy…”

“She wouldn’t dare.”

Mark’s actions had nearly pushed Cathy to the breaking point. As long as she wasn’t utterly reckless, she wouldn’t dare utter a word.

Peter nodded, waiting in quiet vigilance.

At nine o’clock in the evening, the phone rang again. It was the same voice. “Mr. Evans, your former flame, Cathy Wilson, is in our custody… Huh, you seem to be quite fortunate in love.

The women around you are all remarkably beautiful.”

Mark responded with a composed tone, “Don’t harm her.”

The man chuckled and brushed against Cathy, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he remarked, “If you wish to spare your first love from harm, you’ll have to pay a price.

Otherwise, who knows if she’ll meet the same fate as Paul’s wife.”

In a low voice, Mark inquired, “Where are you? How do we proceed with the exchange?”

After concluding the call, the man crudely fondled Cathy multiple times.

Casting a disdainful gaze at Cecilia, he jeered, “It seems that Mark favors this woman more.”

Cecilia stood stunned.

She couldn’t believe it. She couldn’t shake off the feeling that Mark had actually come here… for her.

Late at night, Mark arrived.

The driver parked the car outside, while the bodyguards and Peter remained in place. With the chip in hand, Mark entered the warehouse. The atmosphere choked him, the air thick with dust.

Mark scanned his surroundings.

His Cecilia was bound to a chair, tears welling in her eyes. She looked at him with unwavering trust.

Oh, naive girl.

Even at this moment, she still believed in him.

Mark’s heart ached in a way he had never experienced before. Yet, he didn’t focus on Cecilia; his concern was fixed on Cathy…

The strong man approached, brandishing a knife.

Six more individuals surrounded Mark, their eyes fierce like tigers.

Clad in black, Mark stood there, his presence both gentle and handsome, standing out amidst the hostile environment.

“Mr. Evans, what a romantic man you are!” the strong man mocked.

Gripping Cathy’s hair, he flung her forward, sneering. “Let’s get this over with.”

Mark held a chip in his hand.

‘Speaking softly, he said, “All the information about the project.”

The man was skeptical. Mark threw the chip to him and added, “You can inspect it first.”

Instinctively, the man caught it.

However, it wasn’t a chip at all; it was a small detonator. The moment he touched it, it exploded. Both the strong man and Cathy were blown back.

Everyone stood in shock.

Mark’s cruelty left them astounded.

Cathy lay in a pool of blood, her hand severely injured. She gazed at Mark with sorrow, unable to believe he would do this to her.

Without hesitation, he had risked her life for the sake of his beloved woman.

Almost instantly, the bodyguards rushed in, accompanied by some policemen.

Mark maintained a composed gaze on Cecilia.

And Cecilia reciprocated the look.

In her heart, she believed Mark would come over, embrace her, and untie the ropes that bound her. Yet, instead, he walked to Cathy, knelt down, and cradled her in his arms. With tenderness, he uttered, “Cathy, I’ll take you to the hospital immediately.”

Cathy was on the verge of losing consciousness due to the pain, but she clung to her last breath.

Her gaze locked onto the man before her and she murmured, “Mark, you are so merciless.”

Drawing near to Cathy’s ear, Mark whispered, “You shouldn’t have harmed her.”

Cathy closed her eyes ever so slightly.

Defeated in love by the innocent Cecilia and outmaneuvered by Mark, Cathy realized he had long embedded his people within the company, far surpassing Paul in strategy.

Resignation etched on her face, she asked, “Why didn’t you take the project at the beginning? Why giving it to Paul?”

Back then…

Mark’s eyes lowered, bitterness consuming him as he recalled how he had yearned to offer a haven to the young girl.

Yet his actions indirectly led to the demise of Paul and his wife.

One of Cathy’s hands lay broken, but it wasn’t enough. Mark had to personally witness the project’s success and personally integrate it into the aerospace industry… Only that would make Paul and his wife’s death meaningful.

Emerging from the warehouse, Mark carried Cathy in his arms.

Following behind, Cecilia’s tender voice called out, “Uncle Mark…”

Mark halted his stride, contemplating the next course of action.

After a while, he instructed Peter, “Locate a suitable hotel and get her settled in.”

Peter unfastened the rope on his own, ensuring Cecilia was unharmed. Witnessing her unscathed state, he felt a lump in his throat and comforted her, “Thank heavens you’re alright.”

However, Cecilia remained fixated on the spot where Mark had departed, utterly stunned.

filled her with

in hushed tones, “Miss Wilson’s right

lit a cigarette and contemplated the

while, he murmured, “She can still

intended to publicly declare Cathy as his intimate partner. This way, anyone attempting to harm those he valued would have to go through her first. She would serve as a shield for him and those he sought

could do

Peter remained silent.

smile, “Why are you afraid? You always know me, don’t you? What’s

a cruel man had

about to confront his

several robust and responsible bodyguards guarded one of

hold back her tears even as

were a rarity. Even during her

bittersweet love

had lost her appetite

the scent of greasy food. Hastily, she rushed to the bathroom and threw up everything she had just eaten. This was unusual for her, as she had always had

hand on her belly,

last intimate encounter a month ago, where passion had overtaken them

Could she be pregnant?

her head and saw her

the possibility of pregnancy, she decided she would have to buy a

if she carried Mark’s child. If

he want this

a polite warning, “Miss Fowler, Mr. Garcia has instructed that you are not allowed to

explained, “I’m feeling unwell.

bodyguards found themselves

her to go downstairs but assigned two guards to accompany

She rushed inside, discreetly purchased the pregnancy test kit and clandestinely tucked it into her pocket

as she suspected, two crimson lines materialized

a mix of shock and

She was pregnant.

was pregnant with Mark’s

faint footsteps. She

belly, she stepped out

since they last saw each other, she felt as though they were already

trembled, wanting to tell him about

But Mark spoke first.

armrest. It seemed like he struggled to

that she wasn’t

for me if you stay? Can you bleed for me

mumbled, “Do you love

admire her,” Mark

he calmly stated, “I disabled her right hand. And

was urging her to return

lips continued to tremble as she failed

Look, I admire women like her. Cecilia, you are undeniably charming but you can only be an amusement for

voice,

words,

She thought she understood.

for her but his love wasn’t enough for him to let go of what he already

Cathy the right one for

that question. Instead, she slowly lowered her

and he had made that clear to her. How could she

overwhelmed their last silhouettes,

head and blessed him gently, “Then I wish Mr.

Mark’s gaze fixed on her, she averted her eyes and quivered her lips, “Please go now. Otherwise, I’ll

her head, but eventually thought better of it. It wasn’t until

love that had now

for the failure of

right man, while someone like him deserved to be consumed by the power struggle. He considered it punishment for his selfish

Mark departed.

door creaked open and closed

face buried in her hands

she didn’t dare to go

she went to their apartment on Gamous Road and survived on the food in the

only toss

wake up from dreams where her ‘Uncle Mark’ had returned. In her dreams,

waking, her cheeks were wet

he never

woke up from a nightmare and found her belly had started

of her family finding out about the child kept her from

pregnant, let alone with Mark’s child. She hid wherever she could, with no credit cards or cash

plainer

barely twenty square meters in size. Learning to support herself with low-paying part-time jobs, she even taught herself

of a cup of milk shake she

she caught glimpses of Mark

His expensive attire stood in sharp contrast to her cheap shirts. It felt like an insurmountable

seemed more and

He often checked his phone

during holidays but his status prevented him

asked around about her whereabouts and was told that she had gone on

didn’t particularly enjoy

the

felt a sense

to enjoy spending time with Charlie and Flora because they

they had fun together, they would

mask his emotions with jests, saying, “A little girl’s whims won’t last long. Perhaps she’s traveling the

would

would culminate with his warm

only one

Flora was about to get married and her fans organized an event

to show

walked and conversed with Mark casually. However, she sensed that he seemed

but her attention

was tall and looked like someone

quickly stopped Mark and asked, “Mr. Evans, look, is that

the mention of this long-lost name, Mark

woman whose back bore a resemblance to Cecilia. However, she was dressed plainly and appeared to be six months pregnant. How could she be

the woman was carrying a

the second floor, Mark inquired of

for guests. The

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