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

been ages since he'd allowed himself to look at

and inviting under his touch,

voice, quivering, called out to

her

support against the kitchen

Their kisses

rested her head on his

through her long hair,

he softly proposed, “You must

us.” “Okay,” she replied, her eyes reddened

her shoulder, Mark suggested, “Freshen up in the bathroom. We'll eat once you're done.”

she turned the faucet, letting cool water

reflected her

tinged

Cecilia caught her breath.

could elicit. Despite the ordeals they'd weathered over the years,

attempted to move on, to explore relationships with

a fresh

out the undeniable

reunited with Mark, her heart seemed to reawaken, pulsating with

Come, let's eat,” Mark

with a

She averted her gaze, intending to sidestep him, but he halted her

against the door, he lowered his voice

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

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, his smile acknowledging her

a proficient cook, preparing

Cecilia indulged heartily.

of fruit tea, offering it

the warm yellow lighting complementing the cool, air-conditioned

a natural consequence, and

desires to bridge the distance between them, to

silence, coupled with significant age disparities and differing

mutual interest appeared to be their discussions

brief exchange,

on my behalf? I wasn't at my

An ensuing silence enveloped Mark and

their interactions, leaving little room for verbal

proposed, “Stay here. I have more to

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

Mark attended to the dishes, Cecilia opted for

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

a stark contrast to the impulsive

she ended the call, her gaze

sudden unease

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

Look stunning,” Mark complimented

blush crept across Cecilia's

retreating to the bathroom. Soon, the sound

Frustrated with her own timidity, she reasoned th

from a steam-filled bathroom, Mark's

curled into his embrace, looking up to inquire, “Did you have a cold

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.

stretched on until he presumed she had withdrawn into

reached out, extinguishing the

into the crook

confessed, “Actually, if you wanted to, I wouldn't have rejected you. You didn’t need to take that

warmth spread

softly, each wary of betraying their desires. Yet, such

mounting tension, Mark cradled

free hand began to

voice, vulnerable and tender,

He answered without words.

the bedside table, he retrieved a small box, setting

bathed the

shadows danced

the night air was punctuated by their shared

deepened the

their passion subsided, the clock

his shoulder, her raven tresses cascading over

intimate reconnection promised to accelerate the

skin, her voice a

did you ever think of me?” “Every single day. I longed for you, for Edwin, for the unborn child

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

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

have work tomorrow? Join me

accompany you to see your parents,” he

Cecilia's smile was faint.

courage to go see my parents?”

the darkness, Mark's voice carried

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