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

allowed himself to look at

and inviting under his touch, felt like his

called out to

forward, capturing her lips in

finding support against the kitchen

Their kisses were fervent,

they went no further than that embrace. Cecilia rested her head

hand brushed through her

a prolonged silence, he softly proposed, “You must

“Okay,” she replied, her eyes reddened

up in the bathroom.

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

mirror reflected her

Her eyes were tinged with red, her

Cecilia caught her breath.

elicit. Despite the ordeals

on, to

a fresh

wouldn't work. Her brother had pointed out the undeniable truth-she hadn't

with Mark, her heart seemed to reawaken,

eat,”

with a simple

at the bedroom doorway. She averted

her against the door, he lowered his voice a

flushed complexion... it's enchanting.” Cecilia's

as she added, “I don’t want to rush things between us." Their maturity precluded the need for explicit statements. He understood her hesitation

preparing a meal that included

Cecilia indulged heartily.

her slightly protruding belly, lamenting, “Extra pounds don't translate well on camera.” In response, Mark brewed a cup of fruit tea, offering it

comforting, the warm yellow lighting complementing the cool,

natural consequence, and

the distance

Yet, three years of silence, coupled with significant age disparities

to be their discussions

a brief exchange, Cecilia's smile

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

An ensuing silence enveloped Mark and Cecilia, their

urgency underpinning their interactions, leaving little room for verbal communication. Now,

deepened, Mark proposed, “Stay here. I have more to share.”

was marked by intimacy and a shared life; pretense was

to the dishes, Cecilia opted

window, initiating

to the impulsive boldness

conversation, she ended the call,

sudden unease overtook

felt as though she was with a man for the first time, nervously adjusting her

Look stunning,” Mark complimented

blush crept

Soon, the sound of running water filled the

th i i She chastised herself before climbing into bed. Now Clutching a pillow, she pressed her face against

steam-filled bathroom, Mark's slightly chilled body joined

she instinctively curled into his embrace, looking up to inquire, “Did you have a cold shower?” Mark's casual affirmation concerned her, sparking worry for

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

Cecilia fell silent.

on until he presumed she had withdrawn into sleep.

out, extinguishing

into

voice, 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.”

warmth spread from his

betraying their desires. Yet, such things

Library Unable to resist the mounting tension, Mark cradled the back

he kissed her, his free hand began to ease

and tender,

He answered without words.

bedside table, he retrieved a small box, setting it

bathed the

shadows danced upon the

their bodies merged, the night air

deepened the night's

passion subsided,

head rested on his shoulder, her raven tresses cascading over

accelerate the thaw

warm skin,

single day. I longed for you,

Did thoughts of me ever cross your mind?” he

Memories, both fond and painful, but you were always there, in my thoughts.” ANGELA'sLIBRARY Mark pressed a kiss to

you have work tomorrow? Join me

you to see your parents,” he

Cecilia's smile was faint.

courage to go see my parents?”

voice carried a hint of

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