A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1921-1930
When they arrived at the apartment, it was already ten o'clock.
Mark was on his best behavior.
He asked her to sit on the sofa while he cut some fruits for her.
Then, he handed her a tablet PC so that she could watch a drama series or whatever she liked while he was in the kitchen.
Cecilia didn’t know whether she had made the right decision or not.
But now that she was here, there was no use thinking it over anymore.
She made herself comfortable in the sofa as she watched the TV show on the tablet. From time to time, her eyes would wander and catch a glimpse of Mark.
Angela's Library From the corner of her eyes, she noticed how well-maintained Mark's physique was.
Although he was in his 40s, the shape of his body was just as good when she first met him.
Before she knew it, Cecilia found herself staring at him as though she was in a trance.
Mark took out a glass of milk. When he saw her in a daze, he gently pinched her cheek and told her, “Have a glass of milk first.
Cecilia shook her head.
“I've already had a candy. I'll definitely get fatter if I have milk now as well as midnight snacks later.” She anticipated Mark to say that she wasn't fat.
Instead, he looked at her and smiled. His eyes looked deep, as if staring at them would cause her to drown.
“I think you're worried that you might not look as good on camera. If that's what you're worried about, then from now on, I'll cook you nutritious food low on calories.” Hearing this, Cecilia pursed her lips before they slowly curved into a smile.
Mark lowered his head and kissed her again.
“I want to do you so badly,” he whispered in her ear.
“But not today.” What? As Cecilia watched him walk back to the kitchen, memories of the past flashed in her mind. For a second, she thought she had been transported Koos Mark was wearing a white shirt and iron gray suit pants.
The hem of his shirt was neatly tucked in, accentuating his strong waist. Cecilia thought that her arms fitted perfectly around his waist.
Cecilia was not a naive girl anymore.
She thought she being here was already dropping hints to Mark.
But now, she wanted to make it even clearer.
Without making a noise, she walked over and hugged him from behind.
As soon as he felt her arms wrapped around him, Mark’s body stiffened. After a while, a gentle smile broke on his face.
“This will still take some time. Are you hungry already?” She buried her face in Mark's back.
“Mark,” she murmured.
“Do you want to clarify our relationship this time?” Mark gulped as he nodded.
“How about you be my girlfriend? That way, I'll be under your scrutiny. If you are not satisfied with me, then you can dump me any time you want.” As Cecilia heard these words, she almost burst into tears.
She pressed her face harder against his back and muttered, “During this period, I won't be going on any blind date, while you are not allowed to be close to any married woman. Got it?” Mark smiled.
“Got it. I have a girlfriend and I'm not available anymore.” For a while, Cecilia remained silent.
At this moment, Mark was starting to feel his back moisten. He turned around and held her hand.
“Shh... Don't cry, Cecilia,” he comforted her in a hoarse, soothing tone.
“Don’t cry.” Mark felt an urge to turn around.
But Cecilia's grip tightened, her embrace so intense that her nails dug into his skin.
Her body quivered uncontrollably.
In that instant, Mark's resolve wavered, and tears threatened to fall.
Life had thrown myriad challenges his way, teaching him to maintain a facade of tranquility. However, the heartfelt sobbing of the woman he cherished shook his composure.
“Cecilia,” he uttered, his voice laced with emotion.
She offered no response, her face pressed against his back. He was leaner now, but his frame was actually more robust than during his illness.
After what felt like an eternity, her voice, barely above a whisper, broke the silence.
“Does it still hurt?” “The pains gone.” Finally, Mark rotated, his eyes meeting Cecilia's tear-streaked face.
For the first time, he realized reconciliation wouldn't bring sheer joy.
Instead, a profound sorrow engulfed him.
off the gas stove, his gaze deep and intense as he gently caressed her
had been ages since he'd allowed himself to look at
inviting under his touch,
quivering, called
leaned forward, capturing her lips
finding support against
kisses
went no further than that embrace. Cecilia rested her head on his shoulder, her
hand brushed through her long
silence, he softly proposed, “You must
us.” “Okay,” she replied, her eyes
in the bathroom. We'll eat
master bathroom, she turned the faucet, letting cool water cascade
mirror reflected her
tinged
Cecilia caught her breath.
considerable time since she'd last blushed, a reaction only Mark could elicit. Despite the ordeals they'd weathered over the years, he
on, to explore relationships
craved a
out the undeniable truth-she hadn't moved past
with Mark, her heart seemed to
eat,” Mark invited,
responded with
him poised at the bedroom doorway. She averted her gaze, intending to
he lowered his voice a husky note
flushed complexion... it's enchanting.”
a gentle shove, chiding, “Flattery isn't your best tactic.” Her eyes, still tinged with red, betrayed her emotions as she added, “I don’t want to rush things between us." Their maturity precluded the need for explicit statements. He understood her hesitation to physically rekindle their relationship prematurely. Respecting her boundaries, he caressed her dark tresses,
preparing a meal that
Cecilia indulged heartily.
belly, lamenting, “Extra pounds don't translate well on camera.” In response, Mark brewed a cup of fruit tea, offering it with a reassurance, “This is a one-time indulgence. I'll prepare a salad for you tomorrow.” “You understand me well,”
complementing the cool, air-conditioned interior of the
consequence,
bridge the distance between them,
of silence, coupled with significant age disparities and differing
interest appeared to be their
exchange,
“When you see Miss Holt next, could you apologize on my behalf? I wasn't at my best earlier” “It's on me,” Mark interjected,
silence enveloped
physical, a fervent urgency underpinning their interactions, leaving little room for verbal communication. Now, a palpable
“Stay here. I have
life; pretense was unnecessary when he suggested they converse in
attended to the dishes, Cecilia opted for a
she found solace by the window,
was faint, a stark contrast to
a brief conversation, she ended the call, her gaze
sudden unease overtook
as though she was with a man for
stunning,”
crept across
retreating to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water
appropriate. Frustrated with her own timidity, she reasoned th i i She chastised herself before climbing into bed. Now Clutching a pillow,
from a steam-filled bathroom, Mark's slightly chilled body
curled into his embrace, looking up to inquire, “Did
her hand, drawing her close, and reassured her in a whisper, “It’s alright. As long as I'm cautious with my diet, there's nothing to worry
Cecilia fell silent.
until he presumed she
out, extinguishing
nestled her face into the crook of
barely above a whisper, confessed, “Actually, if you wanted to, I wouldn't have rejected you. You didn’t need to take that cold shower.” Mark remained silent, his hand gently tracing
spread from
desires. Yet, such things defy restraint, and
the mounting tension, Mark cradled the back
hand began to ease her bathrobe from
vulnerable and tender, beckoned him as she gazed
He answered without words.
bedside table, he retrieved a small box, setting it
moonlight bathed
danced
night air
the
subsided,
his shoulder, her raven tresses
promised to accelerate the
his warm skin, her voice a soft
“Every single day. I longed for you, for Edwin, for the unborn child within you,” Mark confessed,
your mind?” he inquired, lowering his gaze
Memories, both fond and painful, but you were always there, in my thoughts.” ANGELA'sLIBRARY Mark pressed a kiss
have work tomorrow? Join me in visiting my mom if
I'l accompany you to see
Cecilia's smile was faint.
do you have the courage to
the darkness, Mark's voice carried a hint of playful
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