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

tones, “Miss Wilson’s right hand is disabled. She’ll have to train her left hand for the future.

cigarette

“She can still

his intimate partner. This way, anyone attempting to harm those he valued would have to go through her first. She would serve as

she could do

Peter remained silent.

What’s the word on the street about me? They

such a cruel man had his

was about to confront his

finest hotel in Czanch, several robust and responsible bodyguards guarded one of

the hotel suite, Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

rarity. Even during her breakup with

love. However, experiencing the bittersweet love with Mark made her realize how

lost her

greasy food. Hastily, she rushed to the bathroom and threw up everything she had just

on her

last intimate encounter a month ago, where passion had

Could she be pregnant?

her extremely

decided she would

know if she carried Mark’s child. If she was indeed pregnant, she intended

he want

at the door intercepted Cecilia, offering a polite warning, “Miss Fowler, Mr. Garcia has instructed that you

feeling unwell. I need to go

themselves in

go downstairs but

hotel, there stood a 24-hour pharmacy. She rushed inside, discreetly purchased the pregnancy test kit and clandestinely tucked it into her pocket before hastening back

as she suspected, two crimson lines materialized on the

result, her expression a mix of shock and horror as she covered her

She was pregnant.

pregnant with Mark’s

echoed from outside, followed by faint

her belly,

hours had passed since they last saw each other, she felt

to tell

But Mark spoke first.

fingers gently tracing the armrest. It seemed like he

that she wasn’t

me like Cathy? Cecilia, what I desire is someone like Cathy, not a

“Do you love

admire her,” Mark

her right hand. And I’m the one responsible for it. Do

words, he was urging her to return to Duefron

lips continued to tremble as she failed to grasp his

women like her. Cecilia, you are undeniably charming but you can only be an amusement for me, a distraction. I’m destined to lead neither an easy nor

harsh voice, he declared, “You

words, Cecilia

She thought she understood.

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

right one

refrained from asking that question. Instead, she slowly lowered her

made that clear to her.

silhouettes, she refrained

head and blessed him gently, “Then I

her eyes and quivered

up, pausing as if he wanted to pat her head, but eventually thought better

their love that

the failure of

man, while someone like him deserved to be consumed by

Mark departed.

open and

carpet, her face buried in her hands

Duefron, she

on Gamous Road and survived on the

cook, she could only toss all the ingredients into boiling

Mark’ had returned. In her dreams, he would gently carry her to bed and playfully scold her for being

her cheeks were

he never

later, she woke up from a nightmare and found her belly

of her family finding out about the child kept her from going

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

plainer

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

price of a cup of milk shake

caught glimpses of Mark in

and vigorous as ever. His expensive attire stood in sharp contrast to her

seemed more

Cecilia, Mark had developed a bad habit. He often checked his phone but her messages were nowhere to be found,

family several times during holidays but his status

around about her whereabouts and was told that

was home. He didn’t particularly enjoy it but he ate it all, as if he was

reverted to his former self, the Mr. Evans whom everyone admired and

felt a sense of

spending time with Charlie and

they had fun together, they would inquire about

little girl’s whims won’t last long. Perhaps she’s traveling the world with her friends, chasing the aurora. How could

would

the end, their conversations about Cecilia would culminate with his warm and composed

be the only one to taste

about to get married and her

to show

fiance, Flora walked and conversed with Mark casually. However, she sensed

inquire but her attention was caught by a familiar figure

was tall and looked like someone

and asked, “Mr. Evans, look,

this long-lost name, Mark was taken

to Cecilia. However, she

was carrying a substantial stack

to the second floor, Mark inquired of Peter,

is for guests. The staff usually can’t

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