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.

deep

he'd allowed himself to look at her this

skin, warm and inviting under his touch, felt like

called out to

capturing her

finding support

kisses were fervent,

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

brushed through her long

softly proposed, “You must be

she replied, her eyes

“Freshen up in the bathroom. We'll eat once

later, in the master bathroom, she turned the faucet, letting cool water cascade over her face to regain

mirror reflected

Her eyes were tinged with

Cecilia caught her breath.

been a considerable time since she'd last blushed, a reaction only Mark could elicit. Despite the ordeals they'd weathered over the

to move on, to explore relationships with

craved a

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

seemed to reawaken, pulsating with life once

ready. Come, let's eat,” Mark invited, his

responded with a simple

at the bedroom doorway. She averted her

door, he lowered his voice a husky note

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

between us." Their maturity precluded

a proficient cook, preparing

Cecilia indulged heartily.

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

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

natural consequence, and Cecilia was

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

coupled with significant age disparities and differing social circles, had erected

to

brief exchange, Cecilia's

apologize on my behalf? I wasn't at my best earlier” “It's on me,” Mark

extend your apologies.” An ensuing silence enveloped Mark and Cecilia,

past, their connection was primarily physical, a fervent urgency underpinning their

proposed, “Stay here. I

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

to the dishes, Cecilia

solace by the window, initiating a call home,

contrast to the

conversation, she ended the

sudden unease

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

Look stunning,” Mark

blush crept across

smiled, retreating to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled

waiting on the sofa but eventually decided the bed was more appropriate. Frustrated with her own timidity, she reasoned th i i She chastised herself before climbing into bed. Now Clutching a pillow, she pressed her face against it, her shyness

from a steam-filled bathroom, Mark's

inquire, “Did you have

“It’s alright. As long as I'm cautious with my diet, there's nothing to worry about.” He

Cecilia fell silent.

until he presumed she had withdrawn into sleep.

reached out, extinguishing

her face into the crook of his

wanted to, I wouldn't have rejected you. You didn’t need to take that cold shower.” Mark remained silent,

warmth spread from his

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

the mounting tension, Mark cradled the

his free hand began to ease her bathrobe

tender,

He answered without words.

retrieved a small box, setting it aside before his lips

bathed the

danced

bodies merged, the night air

deepened the

their passion subsided, the

shoulder, her raven tresses cascading over

accelerate the thaw in

she caressed his warm skin,

did you ever think of me?” “Every single day. I longed for

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

painful, but you were always there,

tomorrow? Join me in

accompany you to

Cecilia's smile was faint.

do you have the courage to go see my parents?” she

carried a hint of playful

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