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.
figure filled her with
dawn, Mark stood by the window. Peter draped a coat over him and said in hushed tones, “Miss Wilson’s right
a cigarette
murmured, “She can still be of
he valued would have to go through her first. She would serve as a
she could do
Peter remained silent.
afraid? You always know me, don’t you? What’s the word on the street about me?
such a cruel man had his
he was about to confront his
hotel in Czanch, several robust and responsible bodyguards guarded one of
hold back her tears
Mark, tears were a rarity. Even during her breakup with
believed that her infatuation with Harold constituted love. However, experiencing the bittersweet love with Mark made
had lost her
to vomit, especially when she caught 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 a
her belly, reminiscing about
encounter a month ago, where passion had overtaken them and they
Could she be pregnant?
her head and saw her extremely pale reflection
she
she carried Mark’s child. If she
want
at the door intercepted Cecilia, offering a polite warning, “Miss Fowler, Mr. Garcia
lips quivering, Cecilia explained, “I’m feeling unwell. I need to
bodyguards found themselves in
go downstairs but assigned two guards
purchased the pregnancy test kit and clandestinely tucked it
two crimson
gazed blankly at the result, her expression a mix of shock and horror as
She was pregnant.
was pregnant with Mark’s
by faint footsteps. She knew
caressing her belly,
saw each other, she felt as though they were already
to tell him about the
But Mark spoke first.
slender fingers gently tracing the armrest. It seemed like he struggled to find the right words before
wanted to declare that she wasn’t afraid of danger
looked at her, smiling, and inquired, “What can you do for me if you stay? Can you bleed for me like Cathy? Cecilia, what I desire is someone like Cathy, not
mumbled, “Do
her,” Mark
trousers, he calmly stated, “I disabled her right hand. And
was urging her to
she failed
undeniably charming but you can only be an amusement for me, a distraction. I’m destined to lead neither an easy
voice, he
words, Cecilia felt
She thought she understood.
love wasn’t enough for him to let go of what he already Possessed. He valued fame and power
right one
that question. Instead, she slowly
and he had made that clear to her. How
dim light overwhelmed their last silhouettes, she refrained from
and blessed him gently, “Then I wish Mr. Evans a
averted her eyes and quivered her lips, “Please go now. Otherwise, I’ll become a
eventually thought better of it. It wasn’t until he held the doorknob that he finally spoke,
apology encompassed their love that had
for the failure of
the right man, while someone like him deserved to be consumed
Mark departed.
open and
onto the soft carpet, her face buried
she didn’t dare to go
went to their apartment on Gamous Road and survived on
could only toss all the ingredients into
Mark’ had returned. In her dreams, he would gently carry her to
cheeks were wet with
never
nightmare
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
grew plainer
square meters in size. Learning to support herself with low-paying part-time jobs, she even taught herself to cook simple
to haggle over the price of a cup of
of Mark in
in sharp contrast to her cheap shirts.
memories together seemed more
checked his phone but her messages
during holidays but his status prevented him from
asked around about her whereabouts and was told that she had gone on
was home. He didn’t particularly enjoy it but he ate it all, as
self, the Mr. Evans whom everyone admired and
a sense
began to enjoy spending time with Charlie and
had fun together, they would inquire about
jests, saying, “A little girl’s whims won’t last long. Perhaps she’s traveling the world with
friends would
would culminate with his warm
be the only one
to get married and her fans organized an event for
up to show his
her fiance, Flora walked and conversed with Mark casually. However, she sensed that
Flora was about to inquire but her attention was caught by a familiar figure in the
tall and looked like someone
quickly stopped Mark and asked, “Mr.
of this long-lost
whose back bore a resemblance to Cecilia. However, she was dressed plainly and appeared to be six months
woman was carrying
to the second floor, Mark inquired of Peter,
is for guests. The staff
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