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.

gas stove, his gaze deep and intense as he gently caressed

been ages since he'd allowed himself to

skin, warm and inviting under his touch,

quivering, called out

capturing her lips in a passionate French

staggered, finding support

kisses were

Cecilia rested her head on his shoulder, her tears

through her long hair,

silence, he softly

“Okay,” she replied, her

“Freshen up in

the master bathroom, she turned the faucet, letting cool water cascade over

mirror reflected

Her eyes were tinged with red, her complexion

Cecilia caught her breath.

the ordeals

to move on, to explore relationships with

a fresh

wouldn't work. Her brother had pointed out the undeniable truth-she hadn't moved past Mark because her feelings for him remained

Mark, her heart seemed to reawaken, pulsating with

eat,” Mark

responded with a

emerged, she found him poised at the bedroom doorway. She

door, he lowered

it's enchanting.” Cecilia's

between us." Their maturity precluded the

proficient cook, preparing a meal that included

Cecilia indulged heartily.

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.”

the warm yellow lighting complementing the cool, air-conditioned interior of the tastefully adorned

consequence, and Cecilia

desires to bridge the distance between them, to compensate for lost

coupled with significant age

to be their discussions about

exchange, Cecilia's

see Miss Holt next, could you apologize on my behalf? I wasn't at my best earlier” “It's on me,”

extend your apologies.” An ensuing silence enveloped Mark and

the past, their connection was primarily physical, a fervent urgency underpinning their interactions, leaving little room for verbal communication. Now, a palpable estrangement

Mark proposed, “Stay here. I have more to share.” Cecilia harbored no

history was marked by intimacy and a shared life; pretense was unnecessary when he suggested they

Mark attended to the dishes, Cecilia opted for

she found solace by the window, initiating a

contrast to

conversation, she ended the call,

unease

with a man for the

Look stunning,” Mark complimented

blush crept across

Soon, the sound of running water filled the

appropriate. Frustrated with her own timidity, she reasoned th i i She chastised herself before climbing into bed. Now Clutching a pillow, she

steam-filled bathroom, Mark's

made Cecilia shiver; she instinctively curled into his embrace, looking up to inquire, “Did you have a cold shower?” Mark's

embrace, he caught 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 about.” He wouldn't have returned if he wasn't

Cecilia fell silent.

on until he presumed she had withdrawn into

out,

face into

“Actually, if you wanted to, I wouldn't have rejected you. You

spread from his

their desires. Yet, such things defy restraint, and soon their

resist the mounting tension,

hand began

and tender,

He answered without words.

table, he retrieved a small box, setting it aside before his lips eagerly found

moonlight bathed

danced upon

the night air was

deepened the night's

subsided, the clock

his shoulder, her raven tresses

reconnection promised to accelerate the thaw in

warm skin, her voice

longed for you, for Edwin,

thoughts of me ever cross your mind?” he inquired, lowering his gaze to meet

you were always there, in

work tomorrow? Join me in visiting

you to see your parents,”

Cecilia's smile was faint.

to go see my parents?”

carried a hint

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