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

had been ages since he'd allowed himself to look

warm and inviting under his touch,

quivering, called out

forward, capturing her

staggered, finding support against

kisses were fervent,

further than that embrace. Cecilia rested her head on his shoulder, her tears

through her long

softly proposed, “You must be

she replied, her eyes

her shoulder, Mark suggested, “Freshen up in the bathroom.

she turned the faucet, letting cool water cascade over her face to

reflected

Her eyes were tinged with

Cecilia caught her breath.

blushed, a reaction only Mark could elicit. Despite the ordeals they'd weathered over the years, he alone had the power to stir such profound emotion within

had attempted to move on,

a

work. Her brother had pointed out the undeniable truth-she hadn't moved past Mark

seemed to reawaken, pulsating with life

Come, let's eat,” Mark invited,

responded with

him poised at the bedroom doorway. She averted

door, he lowered his

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

things between us." Their maturity precluded the need for

was a proficient cook, preparing a meal that

Cecilia indulged heartily.

well on camera.” In response, Mark brewed a cup of fruit tea,

ambiance was comforting, the warm yellow lighting complementing the cool,

seemed a natural consequence, and Cecilia was not

bridge the distance

of silence, coupled with significant age disparities and differing

interest appeared to be their discussions

a brief exchange, Cecilia's

could you apologize on my behalf? I wasn't at my best earlier”

extend your apologies.” An ensuing silence enveloped Mark and

fervent urgency underpinning their interactions, leaving little

the night deepened, Mark proposed, “Stay here. I

intimacy and a shared life; pretense was unnecessary when he suggested they converse

Mark attended to the dishes,

she found solace by the window, initiating a call home,

to the impulsive

a brief conversation, she ended the call,

unease overtook

as though she was with a man for the

stunning,” Mark complimented

crept across

the sound of running water filled

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

steam-filled bathroom, Mark's slightly

“Did you have a cold shower?” Mark's casual affirmation concerned her, sparking worry for

alright. As long as I'm cautious with my diet, there's nothing to

Cecilia fell silent.

on until he presumed she had withdrawn into

reached out, extinguishing

her face into the

rejected you. You didn’t need to take that cold shower.” Mark remained silent, his hand

warmth spread from

wary of betraying their desires. Yet, such things defy

the mounting tension, Mark cradled

kissed her, his free hand began to ease her bathrobe from her

voice, vulnerable and tender, beckoned

He answered without words.

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

moonlight bathed the

danced upon the

night air

deepened the

passion subsided, the clock struck

on his shoulder,

to accelerate the thaw in their

she caressed his warm skin, her voice a

“Every single day. I longed for you,

Did thoughts of me ever cross your mind?” he inquired, lowering his

painful, but you were always there, in my thoughts.” ANGELA'sLIBRARY Mark pressed a kiss

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Cecilia's smile was faint.

the courage to go see my

darkness, Mark's voice carried a hint

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