A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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.

figure filled

window. Peter draped a coat over him and said in hushed tones, “Miss Wilson’s right hand is disabled. She’ll have to train her left

lit a cigarette and contemplated

murmured, “She

declare Cathy as his intimate partner. This way, anyone attempting to harm those he valued would have to go

could do nothing about

Peter remained silent.

turned around, inquiring with a bitter smile, “Why are you afraid? You always know me, don’t you? What’s the word on the

cruel man had his

was about

the finest hotel in Czanch, several robust and responsible bodyguards

suite, Cecilia couldn’t hold back her tears even as she

a rarity. Even during her breakup with Harold, she didn’t really go to

Harold constituted love. However, experiencing the bittersweet

her

food. Hastily, she rushed to the bathroom and threw up everything she had just eaten. This was unusual for

her belly, reminiscing about

their last intimate encounter a month ago, where passion had overtaken them and they had neglected the use

Could she be pregnant?

and saw her extremely pale reflection

possibility of pregnancy, she decided she would have

if she carried Mark’s child. If she was indeed

want

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

feeling unwell. I need to go to the

found themselves in

to go downstairs but assigned

pregnancy test kit and clandestinely tucked

suspected, two crimson lines

gazed blankly at the result, her expression a mix of shock and horror as she covered

She was pregnant.

pregnant

followed by faint footsteps. She knew Mark was

caressing her belly, she

saw each other,

trembled, wanting to tell him about

But Mark spoke first.

the armrest. It seemed like he struggled to find the right words before finally saying, “You’ve seen it, Cecilia. It’s

to declare that she wasn’t

bleed for me like Cathy? Cecilia, what I

mumbled, “Do you love

admire her,”

stated, “I disabled her right hand. And

he was urging her to return to Duefron

continued to tremble as she failed to grasp his

cruel smile slowly forming, “It appears you don’t quite get it. Look, I admire women like her. Cecilia, you are undeniably charming but you can only be an amusement for me, a distraction. I’m destined

in a harsh voice, he declared, “You know

those words, Cecilia

She thought she understood.

him to let go of what he already Possessed. He valued fame and power and

Cathy the right

from asking that question. Instead, she slowly lowered

and he had made that clear

their last silhouettes, she refrained

blessed him gently, “Then

and quivered her lips,

stood up, pausing as if he wanted to pat her head, but eventually thought better of it. It wasn’t until he held the doorknob that he finally

encompassed their love that

apologized for the failure of their

girl would eventually find the right man, while someone like him deserved to be consumed by

Mark departed.

door creaked open and

her face buried in her hands as she

Duefron, she didn’t

on Gamous Road

cook, she could only toss all

returned. In her dreams, he would gently carry her to bed and playfully scold her

waking, her cheeks were wet with cold

he never came

she woke up from a nightmare and found her belly had started to

finding out about the child kept her from

Mark’s child. She hid wherever she could, with

clothes grew plainer by the

meters in size. Learning to support herself with low-paying part-time jobs, she

began to haggle over the price of a cup of milk shake she

she caught glimpses of Mark in the

as ever. His expensive attire stood in sharp contrast to

memories together seemed more and

developed a bad habit. He often checked his phone

holidays but his status prevented him from inquiring

whereabouts and was told that she had gone on

he was home. He didn’t particularly

his former self, the

he felt a sense of incompleteness in his

began to enjoy spending time with Charlie and Flora

had fun together, they would inquire

emotions with jests, saying, “A little girl’s whims won’t last long.

friends would echo his

conversations about Cecilia would culminate

only one to taste

was about to get married and her fans organized

to

the company of her fiance, Flora walked and conversed with Mark casually. However, she

smile, Flora was about to inquire but her attention was caught by

and looked like someone she

stopped Mark and asked, “Mr. Evans, look,

the mention of this long-lost name, Mark was taken

by Flora, he spotted a woman whose back bore a resemblance to Cecilia. However, she was dressed plainly and appeared to be six months pregnant.

that moment, the woman was

floor, Mark inquired

elevator is for guests. The staff